I hate when I stood in front of my preschool teacher
And apologized for getting sick in her class
And I learned to be ashamed of what I couldn’t control.
I hate when the teachers pulled me out of class to do tests
And told me I wasn’t as smart as the other kids
And I learned to be ashamed of what I didn’t know.
I hate when the bully backed me into a fence
And I ran away as fast as I could because I couldn’t fight
And I learned to run from my problems.
I hate when my fourth grade teacher yelled
Saying the bullies were not her problem
And I learned to stay silent.
I hate when I had to have heart surgery
And it hurt so bad
And I learned to be afraid of pain.
I hate when the nightmares came
And the people in them would be angry and hurt me
And I learned to fear anger.
I hate when I told my brother
And he told my parents
And I learned not to trust.
I hate when my parents compare me
“It was harder for your brother”
And I learned to hide my feelings.
This is what I learned
And then I started to write
And I learned how to speak.
I’m learning
That I don’t have to be ashamed
For what I can’t control
Or for what I don’t know.
I’m learning
That I don’t have to run
from my problems
Or stay silent.
I’m learning
That I don’t have to be afraid
And that I can turn my pain and fear
Into beauty.
I’m learning
That it’s ok
To trust people
And show them my feelings.
And I hope
that you can all
learn with me.
Oo yes yes this is so good!
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Keep writing poetry, my friend!!
*snaps
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Yes! Don’t stay silent!
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yesss this is amazing ❤️
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