I contradict myself in everything I do, every poem I write, and every answer I give, They tell us our opinion matters. But, how can it if we live in a world that constantly changes? How can it when you feel like you are stuck in that world and you're always two steps behind the others? How can it when you feel like you're older, more mature, wiser, when you feel different from everyone around you? It matters because everyone's different in every way, shape, and form you can think of. Why should that limit us? We're all different. We shouldn't brought down because of it. Besides, doesn't being different, makes us all the same?
Poems by: Jessica and Aparupa
Cover by: CorkyPorky


33. Music

The girl in the back of the classroom,

The boy all the girls like.

The woman with her new child,

The man without a job.


I am them,

And they are me.

Living life,

Both seen and unseen.


Floating along,

With the wind.

Never stopping,

To have friends.


I'm me,

And only me

I'm everything,

And I'm nothing.


I can be two places at once,

Or nowhere at all.

I am music,

And I am solitude.

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