December 17th, 2018
So many people to meet everyday
That many people could never stay
So many memories that I replay
In red plaid I ran away
So many people left to meet
But I have grown so obsolete
In my head it just repeats
I’ve been carried away by my feet
So many strangers that I see
So much to say in poetry
I’ll let them know this side of me
Because in my words I’ll be set free
November 20th, 2018
There’s nothing new to write
I always feel the same way
I’m no different than my past
When I grew up in San Jose
I’m still the same person
I haven’t forgot
Ever since I was a child
I’ve been living a life that I’m not
I’m twenty-six years old
But in my heart I’m still sixteen
Facing the same problems
Like I’m stuck in a time machine
Will I ever grow?
Will I ever learn?
Or have I gone too far?
Am I at the point of no return?
November 9th, 2018
I’m angry
There’s nothing I can do
I’m helpless
I just need to pull through
I’m speechless
But the action took place
I’m oblivious
My reaction is all over my face
I’m unstable
And grasping for closure
I’m a mess
Who can’t find composure
I’m broken
But I know that I will heal
I can’t learn to grow
If I don’t let myself feel
Doll Poetry 