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all I ask is that you take
me seriously.
Because I am capable of
thinking on my own.
And, like the rest of you,
I have a voice.
I might be able to tell
you something if you really listened.
Words are how we breathe.
So sometimes I might not be able to talk to you.
I might not be able to write sometimes because my
voice is only emerging.
I don't know who I am.
But could you please listen to the me that's being uncovered?

CATEGORY -- I AM ALONE AND NO ONE UNDERSTANDS MY PAIN, 2001 -- written in eighth grade. it was one of the first poems I ever wrote.

By: Theodora