Best Preteen Poems

I want a bra said the preteen robin.
But why asked her mother. Her name was Dobbin.
Because they are pretty, I see them on TV.
This is how ineffective advertising can be.

They are confining. How could you fly?
Why do you want a bra, why, honey, why?
They are...

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Changes

In a world filled with changes each and every day
I feel like I'm judged for what I do and say
I remember back to barbies and play days in the park
When i didn’t worry about other peoples remarks.
But looking in the mirror I see to my...

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Precious
Unfortunately 
Preteens 
Preconceived 
Youthful 

Love 
Only
Verifies 
Esteem...

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