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When Will He Come?

July 28, 2009
By Rabaya GOLD, Jamaica, New York
Rabaya GOLD, Jamaica, New York
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These days are going by too quick. I’m growing older by the days. I can’t help but look back at my past memories. Each one seems to fade away more and more each day. I try very hard to keep hold of them but somehow they slip away. And once again I’m left unhappy. I force myself to put on the smile everybody wants to see. I compete with myself to hold my tears back. I can’t do this anymore. Wanna know the truth? I’m a teenage girl who’s trying to keep herself from falling apart to please the others. I put on a smile but often don’t mean it. I try to laugh at things but somehow end up crying at the end. I want to see the good side of life but the dark side keeps appearing in my path. I’m so sick and tired of all this stupid stuff. I just want my superman to come rescue me. I don’t know when, where, or how but I need him by my side to save my life every time I fall. Perhaps even show me how to save my own life.


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on Feb. 3 2010 at 9:07 pm
sasssgirrrl22 PLATINUM, Pearl River, New York
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;Giving up is not a part of my vocabulary.&quot;<br /> &quot;Don&#039;t let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game.&quot;<br /> &quot;Truth be told I miss ya, truth be told I&#039;m lying.&quot;

i really like this. u did a great job describing something we all can relate to. the only thing is, i believe u dont need ur own superman to save u. even when things r at their worst, and u dont think u can go on, thingz will always lighten up. ya just got 2 find it insider yourself. great article though!!

on Sep. 7 2009 at 7:48 pm
jenx0x3 DIAMOND, Swampscott, Massachusetts
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I love this it is exactly how I feel most of the time....

Schubster said...
on Aug. 4 2009 at 10:09 pm
took the words right out of my heart. great poem