Different

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

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12. Pressured

Black clouds floating over,

Covering up the sun.

Nobody runs,

To where nobody's from.

 

To run,

Is to be a coward.

To fight,

Is to be brave.

 

I don't want to be either.

I want to be me.

It seems like I'm always pressured,

To be who everyone wants me to be.

 

Always pressured,

I feel like everything is my fault.

I can't live up,

To anyone's expectations.

 

I feel like I'm pressures,

To be anyone,

But who I am.

Anyone but me.

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