Roses aren't red
Violets aren't blue
My world is upside-down
And yours might be too
My life sucks
And yours might also
But we can help each other
So we won't be filled with sorrow
I love you but you don't understand
All you do is sit still
But you won't understand
Practically no-one will
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This is the first poem I ever wrote. One day, I saw my sister, Ana, either reading or writing poetry. Before, I heard about how much fun she had in poetry class and this and that, and became interested. I ran to my room, realizing there's a way out of the hole of a life I was living (my 5th grade was horrible, to me). I came out with this poem.
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