To Cry yourself to sleep and wake up refreshed is what her mother taught her.
To hear your friends talk behind your back and to let it out the other ear is what her mother taught her.
To fall, scrape her knees and painfully laugh with the crowd is what her mother taught her.
Life was simply an act.
To fulfill this complicated act is to get over the hill and never fall back.
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PoetryA beautiful mess just put together for the world to see. Fathia Abdi Expresses In this poetry book the things she dealt with throughout her life. This amazing collection of poetry brings every teenager close to home and allows them to feel valuable...
