A child of the state
Makes me feel like
I’m locked up in
Prison
Waiting to be risen
A child of the state
Is like putting frosting
On a cake just to add
Flavor
It’s like a foster kid
Waiting to bid
For a permanent life
Eighteen or Parents
That will sacrifice
The rest of life
To make a child of
The state
Feel like life is
More than frowns
Being a child of the
State is more & more
Tears in my eyes
It hurts being a child
Of the state
Because I’m more
Than a child
It’s like I have
Know style
And I’m forced too
smile
I gave my self the name This is "Reality" because when i write I speak the truth I speak from my heart. Life is not easy. Life is what you make it. and I am making my dreams a Reality!!!
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Hello World,
Welcome to my blog, I really hope you enjoy reading my poetry, I write from my heart. Everything I write is true. So enjoy
Welcome to my blog, I really hope you enjoy reading my poetry, I write from my heart. Everything I write is true. So enjoy
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About Me
- Brittney Sherell
- Rochester HIlls, MI, United States
- My name is Brittney S. Turner, and I am a writer I've been writing since I was 11 yrs old. Writing is how I tell my story, writing is therapeutic to me because my mind can explore in different places and my imagination is as a big has a kid. I am a Freshmen at Rochester College. I am currently studying Film and TV Production
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