And she was a good girl but her grades preceded her
She was a Dollbaby whose Flowers knocked her down
She was a Dying Fairy with ZERO chance to fly
(&& she just wanted to touch the sky)
She was known by a single letter hat was no part of her.
It was incompatable but had no where else to go and her efforts were wasted trying to better herself.
Those letters were a mask superglued ot her body. She was the grand mistake, red-penned into the shadows whee no one looked. She was beyond help but not hope && she always stared so longingly at the Beauty queens.
Really they were Angels, they were
Breathtaking. She would have died
to join them.
She had no idea that she already was.
Author notes
It's about my grades....I'm not doing so well (And thats putting it lightly)
-Andi
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I like this poem. Sometimes I feel the same about my grades. I try so hard but it seems that the harder I try, the more I fall behind. I'm here if you ever need someone to talk to!!
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