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Kylee Pettorini Poem
Quiet
Dark
Lonely
Scared
What do I do?
I don’t have no one, I don’t got no where
So I ask myself again
What do I do?
Well, what do you do when the place your trapped is your own mind
When it’s your own skin that makes you feel confined
When your heart is against you
When your thoughts aren’t your own
Tell me please what am I supposed to do?
How do you tell someone what’s going on
When you don’t know yourself, or where the old you has gone
What do I say when people ask
What’s wrong? How are you?
Am I supposed to lie, or is it time to unmask
Tell me what do I do?
I think I’m starting to feel better
I think I was just a little under the weather
I think this is the time it sticks
Maybe for a while I will feel some joy, happiness
Isn’t this great?
Oh no, time has passed and we’re falling back
I really thought I was good, until the fear and anxiety attacked
Now we’re going backwards, feels like I’m going back in time
I don’t get it, I was good then I wasn’t without any type of sign
I’m back to asking, what do I do?
It’s time to move onwards with my life, I’m gonna break the cycle this time
I think I’ve realized that it’s my life, it’s up to me what I design
No more asking, what do I do
Now I’m saying this is what to do
Now I’m saying this is what I’m meant to do
Copyright © Kylee Pettorini | Year Posted 2022
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Kylee Pettorini Poem
Always trying to prove myself
Always saying I got it figured out
Skin deep maybe I do
Though I make mistakes, bad choices so do you
School, chores, home life
It seems I am not dealing with to much strife
But peel back the layers like an onion they say
And you see a girl full of joy, anger, and dismay
A girl that is trying to figure it all out
A girl that is trying not to have self-doubt
A girl that has been broken time and time again
But hasn’t given up, she doesn’t know why she can’t explain
Maybe she's strong, maybe she’s resilient that’s what some would say
Or maybe she just isn’t a girl that catches breaks
But a girl that just doesn’t break
Together she holds herself
She doesn’t know any other way
She knows she has to keep going at least till she gets midway
She just has to prove herself
Not to anyone else
But I have to prove I can keep going to myself
Copyright © Kylee Pettorini | Year Posted 2022
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