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Trapped

23:22 Jan 27 2010
Times Read: 577


Age is an evil thing, is it not?



To be viewed upon as "immature" or "naive," simply because you haven't been in this life as long as others.



Even those who you trust will never let you forget.

It haunts you, no matter where you turn.



You feel like a prisoner.



You know that you are braver, stronger, and more mature than anyone that has ever dared to call you young.



You are older mentally.

You always have been.



But will anyone believe you?



There is more to me than my age.

It is simply just a number.



I am held back.



My family can see this, but there is no way to help me yet.

Even they are forced to retail some.



I have the life expierence.



I know what I am doing.



I am lost in this body. I don't belong here, that's a definite.

But where am I to go?

How do I prove that I am different?



She is sick of it, don't you see?

She's begging you to understand.



She doesn't care if she knows you or not.

At least you are a witness.



You are treasured by her, simply because you believe.



What more do you want from her?



She was supposed to be born years ago. Now, I fear it is too late.



She was lost...

but she knows better now.



Is that enough of a start for you?


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typeopositive
typeopositive
20:59 Jan 29 2010

Age can be a cruel thing. I am well aware of it every day. Whether you are trying to be an adult or a young woman forever, there is never an age to be happy with. i love you .





 

Poetry

03:08 Jan 25 2010
Times Read: 588


It has carried us through the ages.

Every word, flowing into the next to display a certain emotion.



It can be serious, or goofy.

Important, or meaningless.



There are endless options. The best part?

That it is up to you to decide them.

You are in control.

Free to write whatever your heart desires, even if those temptations are forbidden.



You spill out every last word, until your fingers are begging for an end.

You feel relieved.



You may write for others.

But it is when you write for only yourself that you can expierence the blessing of this art.



It is an escape from reality.

You can write whatever you wish, whether it makes sense or not.



Because you know that when you look back on what you created, you will always remember exactly what you were thinking.

And that is all that truthfully matters, right?



But of course.



Many may try to ruin it for you.

Either talk it to death, or worse.



Do not listen to them.

All that matters are your eomtions, and the art that generates from them.


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typeopositive
typeopositive
23:26 Jan 25 2010

it is a great escape .....








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