A few poems about troubling times.

The importence of being honest
Liar
Such a simple word,
But i hurts so much.
Truth
It's something I' rather not know,
When I'm on my knees in the bathroom.
Mabye if I deny myself,
Mabye if I lie,
I'll be able to see the me
I want too in the mirror.
Mabye they'll stop laughing,
If I try and make myself thin.

Yet I still trust him
I've been beaten,
I've been scarrd
I've been broken and brused.
He's been hurting me for quite some time,
But I'm sure to die if we part.
I must've done something stupid,
Must've done something wrong,
It must've been me,
Why else would he beat his beloved?

Little Miss Wonderful
Look at her,
That long hair, her big brown eyes.
I just want to reach out and hold her,
She's so beautiful.
But the other girls frown on us.
So she takes the ribbons from my hair,
And leaves me all alone.
That day I learned,
Same- sex relationships need more

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