I wrote a poem 7 years ago
It was titled "Contradiction"
I'm partially embarrassed that there isn't one word in there that isn't true today
I guess there's only so much time can change
I am still a 18 year old girl
Freshly broken and bruised and ice
With sarcasm that can shame a grown man
Hoping that there are more beautiful things that what she can see
Laughing loudly trying to freighten her own ghosts
Believing that she was made for more
Than the life she's living
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