She held her tounge.

by Amanda   Mar 22, 2007

Ever since she was young
She held her tounge.
She was afraid to speak.
She was very mute.
Kids made fun of her.
That made her weak.
She wanted to speak.

The days grew long.
It was cold and lonely.
She got through the nights
She fought through the fights.
She finally opened up.
She was starting to grow.

She finally made friends.
Best friends till the end.
She made it threw life
It is a hard life!


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  • 16 years ago

    by Amanda


  • 16 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Aww thats strong words honey its a very good poem xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx