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I am her

I am the child who lived for seeing her Gran
Who would sob her heart out every sunday night
Just because she had to go home
Becaue she knew she had to wait a full week to see her again

I am the child who faced the bullys of 8 different schools
The loner
The geek
The freak.

I am the child who never made friends
Never stayed in one place long enough to bond

I am the teenage who moved 200 miles
Just to become the outsider
The londoner
The outcast

I am the teen who watched her Gran, her life, her hero
Get attacked on her front door step
Just because she didnt back down to that bully

I am the teen who lost it all at the age of 12
Who watched her Gran die of cancer
Watched her turn yellow and slowly dissapear
All in a matter of six months

I am the teen who told her little brother
Who told him Gran wont be there when we get home
Who held him as he crumpled
But tried her best to be strong, for him

I am the teen who sat there at that funnurel
Holding back the screams
Holding back the tears

I am the teen who sat in her room for months
Who couldn't tell a soul
Becuase they had they're own pain to deal with

I am the teen who pulled her own mum apart
Because she couldn't cover the scars properly

I am the teen who couldn't be botherd with school
Just because she'd never fit in

I am the teen who had no tears left when her parents divorced
Who's little brother was sexually abused at the age of five
Who didn't protect him the way a big sister should!

I am now the young lady who is once again rebuilding a broken heart
Because some arsehole decided to use her for revenge!

But I am still here, I'm still kicking!

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  • Lady Mak
    November 13, 2008

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    You are the child your Gran loved,
    you are the child who stood strong.
    You are the sister who did all that she could,
    who gave what she could although
    but a child herself.

    You are the teen whose heart
    was filled with pain and grief.
    Who cried an ocean of tears for
    the Gran she loved and still loves.

    For love does not know time
    and real love never dies.
    You are the young lady ,
    with the courage to be different.

    You are the young lady your Gran
    will hold and cuddle again
    remember what she told you to have faith
    and hope for the best is yet to come.

    All you have to do is remember?



  • Wandering Woodchuck silver member
    October 19, 2008

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    You sound like you have had to deal with alot of crap and that despite it all, you are doing well. I followed the link to your poetry from the contest you posted.

    I am not sorry that you dont have a model perfect body. If you did, you would not be as sensitive as you are. It is not the outside that counts, it is the inside. I hope you find someone mature enought to understand that. Personally, I look for a smile that shows in the eyes.

    Dig your heels in and don't let the bastards wear you down.

    Great job.

    Mike


  • myrataal silver member
    October 7, 2008
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  • doesne1care
    September 14, 2008

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    yes,very strong and powerfull,you go girl and you hav been through hell and back but you are strong and you will get through it.

    i loved the line

    I am now the young lady who is once again rebuilding a broken heart

    and very powerfull ending showing just how much you have hurt but you are still here and ready to fight

    thankyou for sharing this with me

    take care and if you need to talk im here x