I do my best
But that's not enough
I gotta be strong
I gotta be tough
Be myself
But they think it's not right
It's impossible for me to change
Why can I not cry for one night?
I change my hair,
Change my clothes
I act differently
I put make-up on my face and nose
Then I found out
I never needed to change
There was always
Another way in my range
So now I never needed
To change my hair
Or my clothes
But now, my life seems so bare
(Winter 2008, Age 11, Door County, Wisconsin)
3 I luv y'all,
Emma :)
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I would like to translate this poem
Emma...I don't know you at all...but from having read a couple of your poems...I hope you don't change...you seem pretty great just the way you are! Hugs, Dee