Conor Young

Rookie (02/06/93 / London)

When Is It Going To Be Worth It? - Poem by Conor Young

Are these tears of frustration all I know?
Victories.
Short lived.
Outweighed by defeats.
Disappointment:
That’s my name.
I’m worthless
Spilling my heart onto blotched paper.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 5, 2010



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