Why can’t I be good enough?
Why is life so rough?
Why is everything so difficult?
Why do I always have to be the adult?
Why cant I live like the wild teen I am?
Why is life so hard, God damn!
Why can’t I run free?
Why aren’t I a true beauty?
Why can’t I be as good as them?
Why can’t I be a gem?
Why do I have to have help?
Why am I ripping at my scalp?
Why are you ignoring me?
Why can’t you guarantee?
Why can’t I love?
Why do I need a little shove?
Why am I how I am?
God damn…
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Kaylee Leith
Just a teenage poet trying to make it in life. (:
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