Hi I'm a young Highschool poet that makes poetry. I wouldn't say I'm a pro but they are very good and I'm looking for a job that pays for Me to share them

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Hi I'm a young Highschool poet that makes poetry. I wouldn't say I'm a pro but they are very good and I'm looking for a job that pays for Me to share them

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Hi I’m a young Highschool poet that makes poetry. I wouldn’t say I’m a pro but they are very good and I’m looking for a job that pays for Me to share them

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    paper Where Is My Happiness

    I was lost, I was gone, I had nobody to hold.
    I was scared I didn’t care because I had no marbles to share.
    I gave up and let go I wasn’t putting on a show.
    For years I’ve been sad and depressed but I never actually left.
    I stayed alive, I didn’t die but I always cried.
    I ran far in the dark but I couldn’t find any light.
    I’m lost and broken where is all my might.
    What is love and what is “never will leave”?
    I tried to believe it all but all I did was just sit there silent and blank.
    I had no one to hold and I had no one to show.
    I was lonely and cold and ended up all alone.
    Where is my happiness? Where is Miyah? Where is that smile?
    Where is that energy where I can run a mile?
    I looked to the right, I looked to the left, I looked back down, and said
    “Where, how, when, and why has it all gone blank”.
    Left me in the dark as if I was just some dirty old fish tank.
    I wish for my only wish where is that happiness?
    That left me in the dirt with a smirk, I was betrayed and lonely
    with no one and no help.
    All I just want is that happiness but where did it go?
    Is it in the snow? Is it in the cold? Is it deep inside me?
    But I can’t reach it deep deep down where it disappeared into the smoke.
    So I ask myself where is that happiness? Where did it go? Will it ever come back to me?
    Oh God please let me know.

    paper Flow

    As the ocean sways into the sunny day.
    With the wind whooshing like in caves.
    A little girl replied oh my little friend the flow around is washing away my fears.
    As a tear drops, the melting feeling is within my soul.
    On the beach the crunchy sand feeling as it rushes through her hands.
    The girl replied oh my little friend, the pain feels low as nature flows.
    A little crab goes side by side as it clamps its claws.
    The leaves from the trees fall gracefully.
    The little girl replied I feel like I can fly into the air as the guilt disappears.
    White clouds around like a crowd, but she wonders why they don’t make a sound.
    The little girl looks around as she sees a feather fall from the sky.
    Within seconds she looks to the right to see a bird flying in the sky.
    But as she stands and closes her eyes she sways with the wind as she spins.
    She replied this is what flow feels like, peace.
    The smooth feeling around as her feet touch the ground.
    She smiles thinking flow is just like rain.
    As the rain falls it flows slowly into puddles making you feel light as if weight has taken flight off your body.
    Flow is not just peace, it’s the quietness in your surroundings. These light movements sway slowly in a circle for your eyes to memorize and perceive.
    Halcyon can be breathtaking, that feeling you get when surrounded by coldness and you take a deep breath just to let all that hurt and pain out.
    This little girl has been hurt and stressed, Feeling like a tight squeeze that feels like you can’t breathe.
    Peace can be meditation, all the things you need to clear your mind feeling like a loud room full of dismissive thoughts and feelings.
    Once you feel that level of calmness there’s nothing that can bring you tensity and heavy weight on your chest.

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