Comfort Of My Own Poem by Zoe Vickers

Comfort Of My Own



I am my own comfort, I like to be alone, no one to follow me, and nobody to clone.
when I feel it is needed, I sit on the ground, and I daydream what I could buy, just with a pound.

I am my own comfort, it saves me a lot of trouble, because I've seen the other girls faces when they get in a rubble.

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I've always wanted to express how I felt about friendship as a child, and my loving teacher told me it would make my wish writing a poem. I found it in the attic when we were moving.
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