friends come and go
sometimes you're alone
but nothing you say can make
the shame go away
and one day, you'll finally feel free
and you'll see
the universe much more clearly
walking on a tightrope
is your sense of real hope
balancing and struggling
unraveling and bustling
you just wanna settle down
you just wanna let it out
tired of emotional
fed up with the cynical
we're a couple of young, broke kids
but we're not kids anymore
your youth is something you don't miss
but you don't know what you're heading for
we're a couple of dumb, weak misfits
but to find our place in the world
is something that we can't dismiss
but we must expect a few detours.
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zoe frenchman
I’m Zoe, I’m 22, and I’m an aspiring writer, filmmaker, musician, & mental health advocate. I’m also an editor and content writer, graduating from Full Sail's Creative Writing BFA program in July.
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I'm impressed!! Love it!
"We must expect a few detours". That is so true! Loved your poem!