A Poem by Justin
Be a Light
I thought my days were numbered,
I thought it was all over,
No one will ever want me.
My parents will never forgive me.
Why me? Why now?
I'm not ready to go
This anger I feel inside me,
I write this poem for all to know
I joined some groups of people like me.
It only takes one small light to bring end to all darkness.
This article was provided by 2012 Poetry Month at TheBody.com.
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