Poem -

Expressive

Lips chapped
Hair a mess
My mind is trapped
Plagued with stress

With youth I can’t express
My emotions like the rest
I profess
I’ve kept it supressed

I can’t tell the differenceΒ 
between the ocean and skyΒ 
With no deference for meΒ 
I often wonder why

Why I’m blessedΒ 
Yet still kept opressed
Offered support
But my mind thwarts
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Terry Kay

I think you express nicely!Β  Terry Kay

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ledya

This poem seems to be a crowd favourite, and I can tell why!
This made me feel like a little turtle hugging itself by the shoreline, looking around confusedly at the people who are peering at it in wonder.
So, in shorter words, this is one of your snazziest,Β heartbreaking, gnarliestΒ work yet!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Gotta take my hat off to you, Samsung!

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