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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2. Winter

Losing all control,

Or the small amount of control I have.

Daylight turns into a midnight,

That never ends.

 

The darkness lingers,

Like the flowers in spring,

Dying the next season,

The end of their reign.

 

Left behind,

No one stays.

Silence is peaceful.

Shadows lurk in the dark.

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