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Poetry || SubmissionsRythmic notes from a 12-year-oldBy Kim Beaulieu All lost, all scared, all weak and dreary, Not ready, not healthy, not strong just weary, Not wanting to cooperate, too lazy to talk, Not even ready to look, can't even walk, Too nervous to be happy, not even gonna try, I know you don't believe me but for sure its not a lie, I'm trying to tell you about my life, its not easy, Thinking people are like this makes us kind of queesy, I didn't really wanna say what happens now a days, There are no more happy people no more 'HIP HOORAYS!' I'm sad to say all of this has gone and dissapeared, All of the people on this earth are getting kind of weird, I'm gonna walk away now and say this last request, 'I wish that all would talk about what they thought and that's the rest.' Don't think you can escape the things you do not say, You can't always keep them inside until another day, Even though we all don't care what we say or do, This poem is going nowhere so I think that I am through. Kim Beaulieu lives in Maine and says: 'This might sound kinda creepy for a 12 year old but hey, what can ya do? I really put a lot of hard work into my poetry so I would appreciate it being taken seriously rather than people judging it according to my age.' Today's Situation
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