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I Am What I Am For A Reason

Poetry By: crzyanglcassie14

Okay... So this has to be the most personal poem I have put up. And I'm really nervous about this one. Comments would always be nice. Specially to calm me haha. Well, before you get the wrong idea. I'm all good. This is more of a past thing. Well, thanks! I hope you have a good time reading!! :)

Submitted:Jul 24, 2009    Reads: 132    Comments: 10    Likes: 2   

Most people

They don't know who I am

Never saw the tears

The pain.

They don't hear the yelling.

Oh, we walk with smiles

Tell everyone we are fine

No one looks deep in our eyes

To no its all lies

I once went into school crying

Home with my gram that morning

The words

I couldn't make them go away

I never want to see your face again!

She would say

I don't know what I did

But it must have been enough

For her to have so much hatred

My friends

They calmed me

Made me laugh again

Made me smile

School was my new home

My new family

My sister was sick

Cancer was taking her away

She listened to the yelling

Only meant for me

But it hurt her too

We cried together

Holding each other in our arms

As she came back to apologize

I just listened

I knew now that nothing was true

Because tomorrow

She would apologize again

Tell us not to tell

The reason I speak of past

Past made me what I am today

A strong girl

A person who went through so many things

But smiled anyways

Now I turn to God

He's changed my family

It's all well now

For only few problems

Now everything seems small

Although it could be big for others

God made me happy

Made the smiles real

Told me everything would be all right

Now I know

Everything happened for a reason

So as you say I'm so sorry

I say, I'm not

Because everything happens for a reason

And if this doesn't say it well enough

Just know

That anything that happens now

Will change your life forever

You have to take the steps

To make the change good

So now as my life gets better

Take the step forward

Don't go around saying,

I hate my life

Say, that you can't wait

To see what happens next.

Life can be random

But it always has a reason.



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