I was always told
That I'm young
And stupid.
And, hence,
I won't ever understand
Someone's pain
Or even someone else.
But when life strikes,
I don't think it considers,
That maybe she's too young.
Maybe I'll let her be.
It doesn't.
Cause if it did,
I would actually have a childhood.
Not broken memories
That I'd rather not remember.
I'd have the innocence of an angel,
And not have to worry
About who's going to hurt me next.
I'd trust and forgive easily,
And wouldn't have to keep these walls
So damn high.
Cause life doesn't consider your age
When it takes everything away from you
And fills you with so much hurt
You'll find no place to love
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Fragments Of A Broken Mind
PoetryJust a collaboration of all my poetry. They're all pretty sad, though. So, if you're looking for something to cheer you up, this ain't it. Don't forget to leave your feedback :)) And vote, please. Helps me know you liked it. And I'm kinda insecure...
