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Insecurities

Insecurities We all have them My parents, my brothers, my friends They’re not fun When I am telling my friends something I slowly stop talking… I feel like I am bothering or annoying them I don’t tell anyone how I feel because I know they probably don’t care I am terrified to fail or admit I don’t understand something I know my parents would be disappointed in me Insecurities I would not wish them on anyone It is a terrible thing that humans are stuck with They affect everyone in a different way Some have to do with relationships Others with work or school Some have them with family It’s not fair Insecurities suck We shouldn’t be judged by them or because of them We should not be the ones at fault It’s not my fault and it’s definitely not yours You don’t get to chose the ones you get We are stuck with them Bu we can try our best to deal with them If someone apologizes constantly do not point it out It will make them feel worse If you think someone looks weird when they laugh or sneeze  Please keep it to yourself Because we all have insecurities 

An original poem submitted by  Nyatasha

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That One Word

The word hope is a powerful one It can help some one in more ways than one Hope can get one person out of bed And another person through the day Everyone needs hope Some need it more than others Hope is the little voice in your head saying, “I got this!” Hope saves people It tells them not to give up and to push themselves Hope lets people fight back Fight back against their fears, their bullies,,, themselves Hope lets people aspire to tons of things Their dreams, their goals, their future You can give it, or receive it Or it could be there deep inside you I use hope everyday of my life  Weather at school or at practice Others use it when a loved one is ill Hope  It comes in all shapes and forms

An original poem submitted by  Nyatasha

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Don't Worry

Don’t worry Nothing is as bad as it seems Sure it may be bad now And it may seem like whatever is bothering you will last forever Trust it won’t The rain WILL stop and the sun WILL shine again The pain or stress your feeling now will fade with time Go to sleep In the morning you can start a new Keep your head up and remember Don’t worry

An original poem submitted by Nyatasha

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Summer

The sound of snoring in the morning The sound of children in the afternoon The of sound crackling fires at night Water splashing Waves crashing Bikes are being rode And kids are staying up late No homework or projects need to be done All thanks to a mutral friend That everyone young and old have in common Thanks Summer

An original poem submitted by Nyatasha 

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What Am I

I live deep in your mind Coming out at he worst possible times You hate me with a passion Wishing I’ll go away But you and I know better That I’m here to stay I cause you to wake in the mid of night In a cold sweat every time No matter how hard you try You can never rid of me What am I you may ask I. Am. Fear

An original poem submitted by Nyatasha 

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The Grass is Greener

One morning I woke Worried out of my mind About stupid stuff like school and other things “Oh well,” I thought,”Get over it.” As I got ready Later as i walked home I seen kids playing without a care in the world As I stop and watch I think, “How are they so care free?” Then I realized,”It’s because they don’t let anything bother them.” I decided then, that I can do that to So, the next day I woke up determined to have a better day As I walked down the street I smiled at everyone Asking how they were I saw everything through a whole new light I then realized that if you are truly happy The grass is really greener on the other side.

An original poem submitted by Nyatasha 

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War is A Burning Fire

War is a burning fire It goes on forever The flames are red with blood Skulls cover the floor  Bullets fly from left to right The ashes are the ones who are gone Screams are screamed but never heard War is a burning fire But there are things people don’t speak of That are too cruel to say People leave to fight someone elses war To keep he ones they love safe and sound away War is a burning fire 

An original poem submitted by Nyatasha