Youth
By: Samantha
I feel like I'm stuck in the tutorial of a video game.
I keep acing every level,
But I'm still not good enough.
I keep watching others advance and succeed.
But I'm stuck.
Stuck in the tutorial.
Because they say I'm not ready.
Ready for a real game.
But I know I am.
I am ready.
Ready to play for real.
I feel like I've been going to practice for days and days.
Weeks and weeks.
Months and months.
Years and years.
But I'm never allowed to play.
I just watch my team from the sidelines.
I watch them win game after game.
Knowing I could win too.
But I'm stuck.
Stuck practicing.
Because they say I'm not ready.
Ready for a real game.
But I know I am.
I am ready.
Ready to play for real.
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Sammie's Poetry Book
ПоэзияJust some poems by yours truly about my opinions on life and other important issues. They might not be very good, but hey, I'm still learning, and I would love some feedback! Cover made by: @ult-cyj
