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Where's My Back Bone?
I am always the back bone for everyone
And when I really need one
Nobody is around
I cannot trust anybody
Scared to death to love
Thinking they would walk out on me
Hurt me
Without caring
They walk all over me
And then I ask for 1 thingin return
It is the end of the world
I am always there for anyone in need
And yet I feel like I am a bad person
For once in my life
I would love to feel my back bone
I keep giving
Never wanting anything in return
I am always a person you can talk to
I would never tell a soul
I am never truely happy
I always care what other people are feeling
Never putting myself first
And still I think I am a bad person
For once in a lifetime
Can I feel a backbone?
Can I feel happy?
But most of all can I feel loved?
poem
by
Makayla Straight
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