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Insane

By Abbey C.
Grade 9, Maine

I try to fade the red from a rose.
I try to cry the rain from a cloud.
But I am not strong and I know,
But right now.
Its all for show.
I can't control my want to scream
And the wind for making the branches move,
But it doesn't listen.
It never does.
Am I insane
Because I have never felt love,
Or because love has never felt me?
I try and fade the red from a rose,
But it draws the red from me.
And I weep at the site.
But I control my voice
Because I cannot scream