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This is me

I'm 17 years old,
i'm full of stress,
but not yet bald,
i have both parents,
who give me everything,
but im yet not satisfyed,
let me tell you why?
i cry everyday,
for all the things that has happened to me,
all the things that have gone away,
my parents say i should stay in university,
but i dont want to honestly,
i wanna let everything go,
i just want to scream from the top of my voice,
and set myself free,
so i can rejoice,
but no one can hear my quiet, lonley voice...

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  1. Date: 1/27/2013 9:07:00 AM

    Nikkta, :-) Congratulations with your featured poem of the week. Glad to see you among the poets on the soups front page. Love your wonderful verse. Have your self a nice & beautiful Sunday... ~PD

    sol Avatar nikta sol Date: 1/27/2013 10:42:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    thank u
  1. Date: 1/25/2013 12:38:00 AM

    good poem sometimes we gotta do things that we want to do to that make us happy rather than what someone else wants to do nice job being featured

  1. Date: 1/19/2013 1:49:00 AM

    Hi Nikta hear you loud and clear when we are young we all feel like this I'm sure but time will make things better and writing it out like this can help also, all the best Owen

  1. Date: 1/18/2013 11:32:00 AM

    O.O same age?! wow i thought i was the only one. ^.^ -izzy

  1. Date: 1/18/2013 1:25:00 AM

    This is a great poem. Everything get's better with time, you've just gotta let it. Maybe read some of my stuff, I think maybe we could relate. Anyway, good luck and remember God wouldn't out you through anything you can't handle. -AG

    sol Avatar nikta sol Date: 1/18/2013 11:16:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    thanks aaron for your kind comment