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Elena Carlin Poem
When was the last time you felt truly safe
Like you walked outside and could just live your life
When was the last time you told the truth
when someone asked if you where ok
When was the last time you smiled
when you looked in the mirror
The world we live in not fit for us
Too much violence and hate
Too much victim blaming for the cloths that we where
To much abuse for being kids
Too many homes for the forgotten
Too many kids put up for adoption
Too many people telling us we are not normal
Too much society trying to control me
Too many thought not positive
Too many scares self inflicted
Too many hours spent contemplating to live
To many suicides
When will this all end
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Elena Carlin Poem
That little year died years ago
And nobody noticed
Now all they say is
How did that sweet little girl
Turn into this horrid creature
Now all i say is
Its ok i wouldnt choose me either
Every thing i do is never the right thing to do
Maybe I deserve this all
Why just why
Why am i still here
Because your born into a life
Where the hands that made you were just sculpting you To fit in
Now you live in a world
You don't fit in or stand out you're just in this middle ground
Numbness that you can't really feel what's going on around
Now you hide everything and never let them know the real you.
I have the label but the label doesn't help
They dont listen to what i need
To smart to need help
Not smart enough to constantly act
I beet myself up to the point of bruise and scars
But im attention seeking im being dramatic
That's the life of a broken girl
That broken girls me
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Elena Carlin Poem
We spend 7 hours a day 5 days a week stuck at a desk
The only thing i'm learning is how to obey
Grades??They meant nothing
Grades are…
How long can you sit still
How well can you remember
How compliant you can be
Cause god forbid we have a imagination
God forbid we need to move
God forbid we think different
Why do we continue to do this starting at age 5
Why do we not see the struggle not coming from grades but from people
Not all of us can learn the same way you teach
When you put a kid through all this stress and don't realize
We are struggling
We are killing ourselves because we are under too much pressure
We cry behind closed doors because we want to quit
We think we are the problem the kids aren't the problems its the system
So stop blaming us for it
Stop allowing it to happen
We are living our one life
Let us have fun
Let us be outside
Let me have a choice in my own life
Let us learn things we want
Let our voices be heard
How oblivious do you all have to be to not notice
How anxious we are
How depressed we are getting
How un prepared we are for the “real world”
How do you live with yourself
How do you sleep at night
Because we aren't
WE are doing the homework you assigned
We are helping around the house
We are caring for siblings
We are working jobs to help support our family
Then we go to school and you have the audacity to call us
Lazy, stupid, forgetful
Well we aren't. We are
Creative, caring, courageous, strong
But may i say thanks
Thanks for all the sleepless nights
Thanks for the stress of passing a stupid state test
Thanks for teaching me to trust no one
Thanks for the self esteem issues
Thanks for the years wasted for nothing
Thank you School
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Elena Carlin Poem
I lay there defeated
I was assaulted
I was exposed
I was in pain
The pain from a private spot
I remember him dragging me
I remember him choking me
I remember him inside me
I remember him laughing at me
The world is still spinning
I can't say anything
I can't admit anything just happened
I can't tell anyone
I cant trust anyone again
I was 3 multiple times
I was 5 multiple times
I was 6 multiple times
I was 7 multiple times
I was 8 multiple times
i was 9 multiple times
I was 11 multiple times
I was 13 multiple times
It must be my fault
I must have asked for it
I must have wanted it
I must be the problem
I must be too broken
I was innocent once
The next day everything was taken from me
Lost my child hood
Lost my trust
Lost my virginity
It was people i should have been able to trust
They were in charge of my
They threatened me
They scared me
They bribed me
They made me promise not to say a thing
That little girl died years ago
And nobody noticed
Now all they say is
How did that sweet little girl
Turn into this horrid creature
Now all i say is
It's okay i wouldn't choose me either
Every thing i do is never the right thing to do
Maybe I deserve this all
Why just why
Why am i still here
Copyright © Elena Carlin | Year Posted 2026
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