the words

the words

A Poem by Anonymous 79

when I was younger I didn't have enough words to tell what I was feeling I hunted through page after page for the right words to say help me, I'm drowning the words said too much or they didn't say enough I came to hate the word lonely and despise the word broken I am older now and there are too many words that I cannot define my friends have found their words but I am even unsure of the word "friend" what world is this, where I can't define who I am with the words I've known my whole life? one day, I will understand the words in a whole new language maybe there I will find the words I've searched for my whole life because we are the stories we leave behind but stories cannot be told without the words

© 2021 Anonymous 79


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The problem is that words go our of popular usage or change their meanings over time. When I was young, "gay" meant happy. It still does, but the word is used primarily in reference to something else now. Choose your words carefully, and let none of them define you unless you want them to do so.

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I enjoy acting, running, reading, and writing. I'm a high school student. My favorite colors are blue and orange. I don't easily share my work, so I stay anonymous most of the time. more..

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