My Poem
The hardest thing I did that day.
To move away.
Was the hardest thing did that day.
I found the courage deep inside.
On that long airplane ride.
Turns out it was worst then I imagined.
My spirit had saddened.
A few weeks have passed.
I'm alway feeling left out and last.
Waking every morning with a fear.
I peer into the mirror.
And remember the time.
When I could shine.
I continue to fall,
break down and cry.
Then finally sigh.
A relief to me.
I guess I just had to open my eyes and see.
Its not so bad.
It's not so sad.
Here in my new home.
To move away.
Was the hardest thing did that day.
I found the courage deep inside.
On that long airplane ride.
Turns out it was worst then I imagined.
My spirit had saddened.
A few weeks have passed.
I'm alway feeling left out and last.
Waking every morning with a fear.
I peer into the mirror.
And remember the time.
When I could shine.
I continue to fall,
break down and cry.
Then finally sigh.
A relief to me.
I guess I just had to open my eyes and see.
Its not so bad.
It's not so sad.
Here in my new home.