How I Speak, by itty bitty
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my friends
my family
they never understand how i feel when i speak
sometimes they never even listen
i have to use harsh words to make them listen
then...
they get mad angry even
all because i wanted to speak
i draw it out
expressing how i feel
in a little picture
hoping it will make
everything better
but...
sometimes they still dont understand
so i write it all down
in a little letter
and then we're all happy again
writing is how i speak
how about you
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| Posted: 2007-01-17 00:46:21 UTC |
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| 2007-01-22 19:32:24 | Chalan |
| I really can relate to this poem. I always seem to get my words messed up and end up saying everything all wrong when I try to express how I'm feeling through words. But you give me a pen and a peice of paper and I can say everything I meant to say and in the right way so that I don't end up hurting anyone's feelings! |