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This poem was written when I was having a tough time in school. I was very upset because life is always imperfect, but after I wrote this poem, I felt a whole lot better. I hope it will do the same to you.

A Few Visitor Comments

STEPHANIE
I THINK IT WAS GREAT BECAUSE IT IS TRUE WE ALL HAVE TOUGH TIMES IN LIFE BUT IT GOES ON AND GOES AWAY!YOU'RE A GREAT WRITER YU.
misty
hey I really liked the poem. Maybe i do need to be patient in life.
Morgan
it waz just what i waz looking 4 for one of mi friendz having a hard time in lyfe
Mel
this is another one of your great poems and keep up the good work its great that there are people that can write such a think that help so many poeple

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Frustrations In Life

Never thought it would be so tough growing up
Sometimes, I just want to give up
But there is always a little voice,
Inside of me to cheer me up

I guess life ought to have
Tough times
But eventually hard times will bring you
Happy times
It just depends on how you look at it

Things tend to happen for a reason,
Which is hard to see at first time
You won't see it unless you go seek
Sometimes it takes time to see it,
But most of time all it takes patience

Be patient, and tough times will pass
Rainbows are hard to be seen,
Unless it stormed recently.
Everything will be sunny soon.

Just be patient

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More Visitor Comments (from the Voting form)

Jessica
that was a g reat poem wow
Meghan
This poem is grear. I'm going through a tough time right now with my parents and stuff and this made me feel better. Keep up the good work.
annacelia
your poem starts out with what i want to say and at the end it pushes me forward.
jojo
Thanks I really needed that. I'm going through a bad time. After reading this poem I remembered what I've told everyone else. I guess i just needed a reminder. Thanks!
Stephanie
I think that this poem was an inspiration it told the true meaning of teenage life thank you for sharing that poem for us to read.
Ivan
this is a very nice poem. its very good. it helped me out. i c life very differently now. keep up the good work
dede
This poem helped me a lot to feel strong and be stronger and just wait and someday u'll get wat u want.thanx alot keep up the good work!1:)
Cecilia
The best poem I've ever read, good job
Amanda
this poem is great. i like it. it shows how you really feel inside. nice job well done.
Rachelle
I read all the others and was feeling really depressed your poem showed me a different way to view life. You made me see that life must get better and that there's always hope and people out there that feel the same.thanx.
R.C
very inspirational

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