im tired of being told to grow up,
when they no im not able,
im sick of being told wot to do,
cus that is being labbeled,
i try to find an answer,
each and every day,
i really am in the need of help,
and i put me self to shame,
its so frustation not nowing me,
for me self im a little shy,
i need to figure this one out,
but tell me who am i

You are special, unique there is no one else like you
you have your humour
no one else has you gifts
you are finding out who you are
and it can be confusing
changing so fast it can be hard
to keep up with the new you
the future looks scary but
you know your own mind
You are in a sense emerging
into the person you are meant to be
finding security and peace

beautiful, both poems.

Two really nice poems. Taking into account what Alli has been through over the years, gill10 could be spot on with her poem. Alli, you are emerging as your own person now and that can be a bit confusing. Think of yourself as the butterfly emerging from the cacoon. You are free at last and that too can be frighteneing. Someetimes even the horrid things can at the very least be predictable and therefore, I know this sounds daft...but comfortable. Thats all been taken aaway now and your on your own...free to be whatever you want (taking into account resrictions of course) Take this opportunity with both hands and make the most of it. Some people may never get a second chance...you have. Go for it girl.

regards
Glenchass

i imagine me life to be like a book,
startin with simply me thoughts,
but as time moves on,
me situation becomes plans.
Each day when i wakin,
a new chapter has begun,
each nite when lying down to sleep,
another chapter is done.

The life you had was hard and grim.
But you faced it with conviction.
You did what had to be done.
And came through to tell your tale.
Now you can think more of your self.
To do it took great courage.
Any one who has that much.
Is worth more than they can tell.
So I will tell you ali j.
Because you are very special.
You are worth your weight in gold.
"NO" Your worth is even greater.
Gold is heavy and weighs us down.
With your help and understanding.
The world becomes a lighter place.
Would there were more like you.
With that in mind you should sleep.
Much better in the night.
But if that sleep does not come.
Don't forget, you have friends.
You can turn to on this forum.

gosh kvell,that poem was lovley ,brought a lump to me throat ,hugs xxxx

Thank you, Ali j,
It is what I feel. every word of it. You have made me happy just by saying that it meant some thing to you.
Poetry is not some thing that I am all that good at. I will try harder next time.

kvell,well ithink u done really well,rite it how u feel,and u wont go rong ,from the heart,

I will work at it ali j. But don't hold your breath.