She’s just so angry,
She wants to leave this place,
Run and run and run, but she has no where to go
She walking away, tears falling down her face
Glass cutting her bare feet,
The wind blowing her long hair back.
She’s lost and confused, she’s walking, with no destination
All the screaming, she’s sick of it.
She just wanted to get away, so she finally left.
But now she’s walking down the street,
Not knowing where she is, or where she’s going.
She thinks to herself… maybe I was better staying there,
But then she snaps back to reality and realizes she’s better off alone,
This way no one can tell her what to do.
She may be lost and alone,
But at home she was just as alone just with more hate.
But she won’t go back, no matter how cold the nights get,
Or how got the days get, no matter how hungry she feels,
She will do anything to not go back to that hell.
She’s sitting in a field, many miles from home,
And now all she wants is to go back.
But she knows it’s too late, she made a huge mistake.
There’s no way she can go back now.
They will all just laugh, and tell her they knew she would come back,
She’s better off alone, where’s there is no pressure,
No one jumping down her throat every single minute of her life.
But she knows she can’t live like this her whole life.
So she takes a deep breath and stands up and turns around.
The field is so beautiful and peaceful, but she’s leaving it.
She goes to the road and stares forward.
It’s a long way back, so she better start going now.
She knows she’s going to do the right thing by going back,
And all she can do is hope that this expierience has made her stronger.















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First let me say, I like your poem a lot. The message it gives is a really hard one for anyone to learn (truth told, I'm still trying to learn it myself!
That said, I have to warn you that I absolutely *butchered* your poem.
I hope you'll look at what I've done and take a little from it, but please don't think I want you to change your work to look like "my" version. I just want to suggest another way of looking at your words.
Thank you for sharing this and thank you especially for "baring your throat," so as to speak, by asking for other peoples' opinions. And finally, if you really don't like what I've done to your poem, I won't mind in the least if you totally throw out and disregard everything I have done with it.
" LOST AND ALONE "
by "distressed-teen"
She’s just so angry,
She wants to leave.
Run and run and run,
But she has nowhere to go.
She's walking away,
Tears falling down her face,
Glass cutting her bare feet,
The wind blowing her long hair back
She’s lost and confused,
So she’s walking,
With no destination,
Not talking
All the screaming, she’s sick of it.
She just wanted to get away
So she finally left.
Alone.
But now she’s walking
Down the street,
Not knowing where she is...
Or where she’s going.
She thinks to herself,
Maybe I was better staying there
But then she snaps back
To reality: She’s better off alone.
This way no one can tell her what to do.
She may be lost
and alone, but is this different from home?
Or was she just as alone--with more hate.
She won’t go back,
No matter how cold the nights get,
Or how hot the days get.
No matter how hungry she feels.
She will do anything to not go back to that hell!
She’s sitting in a field, many miles from home,
And now all she wants
Is to go back.
But she knows it’s too late,
She made a huge mistake.
There’s no way she can go back
now.
They will all just laugh,
Tell her they knew she would come back.
She’s better off alone,
Where’s there is no pressure.
No one jumping down her throat
Every minute of the day
But she knows she can’t live like this
For the rest of her life.
So she takes a deep breath,
Stands up and turns around.
The field is so beautiful and peaceful,
But she is leaving it behind.
She goes to the road and stares
Forward.
It’s a long way back,
So she'd better start going now.
She knows she’s going to do
The right thing by going back,
Now all she can do is hope
That this experience has made her stronger.
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