Alexia Palacios Poems

Bonny Barbara Allan
Oh, in merry month of May,
When all things were a-blooming,
Sweet William came from the Western states
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Your grouping makes me sick
You just make things go amiss

Trying to make everyone the same
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Tell me to fit in
Then see me
Standout
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Amongst the sheep
There was you and me
Daring to be different
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You come home with bloodshot eyes
Giving a swift hit in the face
You see me and say
What a disgrace
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Not all teenage girls realize how hard it is to be abused and to get away from the abuser... sometimes you can't until someone come along to help... like my bestfriend did for me. It's short and simple, how i feel about being abused. i hope that others who have gone through what i've gone through can find confort in the fact that they're not alone...

i cut my hair
i changed my name
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