Airda Jones Poems

I've been crying my eyes dry
Since midnight of last night
Hating the surrounding silence
Almost mocking my ruined chance
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You have to let it go
No matter how hard
Moving on's the only option
When it involves the heart
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I want to come home
But not to this mess
Everyone else gets the love
While I get what's left
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My wings are aching
I can feel it with each tug
Each one asking for a free ride
For me to lift them up
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The weight and the burden
Buries me deep under
I feel as if I can't be saved
And I'm left to wonder
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Snap!
That was the final straw
Yea, there it goes
Never going to fix itself
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You won't even look
So I guess you'd refuse
To hear the words
You have so long abused
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I don't follow the trends
As you see, my phone don't flip
My sneakers are worth a whole two dollars
And my blue jeans aren't ripped
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My diary, a way to scream
In the silence with a pen
Play with pages and words
Seemed so useful and fun back then
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When you look, you see...

A student with her nose in a book
Who's A's consume her homework
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