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yes i love poetry an poetry is my life its wat i think an who i am i live with my pen in hand i started to write when i was bout 13 but got more into it when i was 14 as that was the first year i went to scool, annd that was hard that accounts for all my bad an suicidel poems but since then i hav come far an now write both good and bad and have my life on track if you ask why i have alot of poems to my dad thats becos i hav had many troubles with him an for a time he didnt want to see me yea that hurt i shall ever continue to write poetry and hope one dai it takes me somewhere in life.... if you have any questions just send me a message cya all luv foxiibabii)

The Best Poem Of foxy babii

A Life

The story of my life
Is more then I like to share
So many secrets
It may look like I don’t care

But the truth is
That I do
Some say I am selfish
But I don’t think that is true

When I was young
I began to break
The divorce of my parents
Was more then I could take

They both soon moved on
My life went down from there
My sibling went from two
To more then I can bear

I cried before my dads wedding
I cried before my mothers
I just could not take
My parents marrying others

My mother’s choice of man
Was one of the worse
Along came with him
A life of fear, pain an curse

My heart closed
From the pain and the fear
I became quite sick
Could barely shed a tear

I began to see myself
In a different way
To the point I couldn’t
Bare to live another day

Weakness overtook
My small world scary and bleak
I did not eat
Of this to no one did I speak

I resorted to moving to
Dads to see what I could gain
But in all this moving
I only found more pain

Here there were wonders
A place of many dreams
But sadly I began
Breaking at the seams

At dads there was no comfort
I was still enveloped in sadness
And in all my confusion
I said yes to darkness

I turned kind of emo
And tried all sorts of things
No one knew that much
Except from my few talkings

Then my step dad died
After a year of pain
Then I got so angry
I cried all over again

I started eating
I had no choice
Because I got problems
And often lost my voice

People tried to help me
And quite often they did
But I was in too deep
Who was I trying to kid

I broke many hearts
And hurt quite a lot
Yet still they stuck by me
Leave well they did not

Few did understand
The cloud that filled my head
Even harder why I
Wished to be dead

Twice I did try to die
And fail both times
Then I turned my life
Into a book of rhymes

I became happy for a while
And joy had filled my life
I gave up the habit
Of cutting with my knife

My smile I always have across
My face whether happy or sad
Finally became real
And things didn’t seem so bad

I still am sort of happy
But seem to be slipping
The cloud is closing in
And my world might be darkening

I will get out
But only time will see
How long before
My mind will be free
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