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  • That was so nice of you to say!! I feel so many people go untreated or unnoticed in this world, and usually they are the best people too.

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  • Invisible

    You don’t get me
    You never will
    I’m sitting here screaming
    And you still
    Don’t hear me
    Don’t listen
    Don’t care
    Don’t see
    There is chaos
    Inside of me
    A mind that is not my own
    Consumed by thoughts
    That I don’t own
    Things I say
    I really don’t mean
    Never heard
    Often seen
    The highest of highs
    The lowest of lows
    I don’t understand it
    But that’s how it goes
    I’m tired of the meds
    Tired of pills
    The pain isn’t numb
    It actually kills
    My spirt
    My soul
    My will to survive
    Yet I go on
    Trying to thrive
    Navigating roads
    Yet unable to drive
    I’m tired
    I’m drained
    Not mentally there
    To young to give up
    To old to care
    What you think
    How you feel
    You haven’t a clue
    How it feels
    What it’s like
    When you are the glue
    Holding together
    A paper so thin
    Knowing I’ll lose
    But hoping I’ll win
    So please be kind
    When I am around
    I’m totaly lost
    Looking for found
    Mental illness
    It’s not for the weak
    Wanting to hide
    But forced to seek
    Love
    Acceptance
    You think that you know
    You haven’t a clue where my mind can go
    And I don’t know either
    It’s truly a trip
    When you hold on so tightly
    But never had a grip

    Andrea Mcgonagle

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    • Andrea, this poem is beautiful and powerful. So many of us struggle with feeling like we aren’t truly seen or heard, and your words capture the complex nature of that. The succinct lines evoke an image of someone torn between conflicting emotions, and I can definitely relate. Thank you for sharing your experience!

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      • That was so nice of you to say!! I feel so many people go untreated or unnoticed in this world, and usually they are the best people too.

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  • Thank you SO much for your kind words. I use to try to fit in and now I embrace my indivuality. We ate only here for a short time so be who you are, buy the shoes, take the trip! I so appreciate you. My day is made xo

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  • Knew year

    In the year of 25
    I want to live, I want to thrive
    I want to do things I have never done
    Live my life and have some fun
    Swim in an ocean, climb a mountain that’s high
    Jump from an airplane, make friends with the sky
    Learn how to draw, get involved in the arts
    A cooking class in France learning how to make tarts
    Take a road trip with no plan of where
    Play a few board games
    Cut off my hair
    Maybe fly an airplane in the big open sky
    Watch a sad movie and try not to cry
    Go to New York City where anything goes
    Hide a dark secret that nobody knows
    Continue being kind and continue having grace
    Maybe go to the moon, maybe live in space
    Perhaps write that book Ive always wanted to write
    Maybe drive a train maybe fly a kite
    Wish on a shooting star as it tumbles through the sky
    Travel to the desert and watch the world go by
    If my list seems impractical well, actually that’s true
    Maybe paint a rainbow with just the color blue
    All these things I thought of I created in my head
    I think the rainbow would look better just painted all in red
    So in the year of 25 I’m going to live and not just survive
    I’m going to grow and I’m going to change
    I may do things that are a little strange
    But I’m going to be me and I’m going to smile
    Because being yourself is always in style
    Anything is possible when the year is new
    The only thing in your way is ultimately you

    Andrea Mcgonagle

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    • Andrea, this is INCREDIBLE. The only thing that holds us back is ourselves sometimes. I liked the line ” I’m going to be me and I’m going to smile
      Because being yourself is always in style.” So good!! A lot of people lose themselves this time of year because they are trying to be someone they are not. You can change your habits and still be you…read more

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      • Thank you SO much for your kind words. I use to try to fit in and now I embrace my indivuality. We ate only here for a short time so be who you are, buy the shoes, take the trip! I so appreciate you. My day is made xo

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  • The same

    “Nothing changes if nothing changes”
    Things just stay the same
    “Nothing changes if nothing changes”
    New players same old game
    If things don’t get better
    Then things won’t grow
    Trust me when I tell you this
    For this is a lesson I know
    New beginnings
    Scary starts
    The fear of not knowing
    The breaking of hearts
    “Nothing changes if nothing changes”
    New day same old me
    “Nothing changes if nothing changes”
    The person I could grow to be
    If I could let go
    If I could give in
    I’d be beaming with pride
    Not dripping with sin
    “Nothing changes if nothing changes”
    The power we have to see
    That giving in
    That starting over
    The ability to forsee
    “Nothing changes if nothing changes”
    You are getting in your way
    “Nothing changes if nothing changes”
    Alas, a brand new day
    Embrace it
    Welcome it
    My hope is you will see
    That “Nothing changes if nothing changes”
    You hold the key to being free

    Andrea Morse

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    • Andrea, what an inspiring poem. Nothing changes on its own. If we are passionate about something, WE have to be the ones who change it! Our opinions and our dedication make all the difference. Great message!

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  • Unsent

    Dear John,
    I remember the day we met. The shady pool hall in the middle of nowhere. You were at the table next to me. You were loud, crude and extremely obnoxious. We were both 18 although I was far more mature. You approached me with such confidence though, and there was something about you. From that day on we were inseperable. We had so much fun. So much laughter. Those became, and still are the best years of my life. Then you told me you were going into the military with the hopes of becoming a firefighter. I was shocked and hurt. I felt betrayed. But you went, and I stayed with a broken heart. Your letters came daily though. I remember you called me from Spain. You were in a sniper tower and you wanted my voice to be the last one you heard in case something happened to you. I remember my grandfather telling me one day “there is a Marine out front looking for you.” I looked out the window with confusion as I didn’t know who it was. It was you. A hundred pounds lighter. Serious, strong and very….military. We were inseparable again. This time was so different. No laughter. We barely spoke when we were together. I remember we would go every Sunday and watch the planes land in total silence. You deployed several times after that. The letters still frequently, but few words. When you returned the last time you said “I love you, buy I’m different now. I can’t be with you.” I was devestated. Over time communication was almost none other than a few Facebook exchanges. We grew up. Moved on. I heard you became a firefighter and I was so happy for you, but sad I didn’t get to see it. I remember driving home one day and I got a call. Your friend simply said ” Andrea, John has died.” I dropped the phone and missed my exit. I don’t remember how I got home. I then learned you died in a fire doing what you loved. You were now a hero to others although you were always mine. I wanted to thank you for inspiring me to be better. To be stronger, to take risks. If I come to a cross road I always ask myself what you would do. What you would tell me. You have inspired me in so many ways, but sadly I never got to tell you. Even through the heartache and sadness you remained my biggest inspiration. I still read our Facebook messages from years ago that I saved. I still look at your Facebook to see your son, your words and your face. Thank you for coming up to me in that pool hall. It changed my life for the better and for that I’m eternally grateful.
    With love,
    Andrea

    Andrea Morse

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  • Listen

    Hello young friend. Let us walk.
    To shoot the breeze and talk the talk
    Things haven’t been easy
    Since growing up, waiting for my happiness
    With my still empty cup
    However the best thing I can say that is true
    Is there wouldn’t be me
    If there hadn’t been you
    Your Empathy for others is what I love the most
    Like a graveyard that loves a friendly ghost
    Your compassion, your heart, your ability to care
    Wide eyes of compassion never replaced by a stare
    Your heart of gold is as pure as can be, and your love for others is without a fee
    These are things I admire in you
    A love for humanity, I wish then I knew
    Just how important these qualities would be
    Before I gave the world time to harden me
    So I’m taking back time and letting you know
    While I’m now a red light you were always a go
    I wish I had Empathy like you did again
    It’s more of a now instead of a when
    I wish I still had the ability to care
    I’m much more truth then I’ll ever be dare
    So I’ll go on living that knowing in me
    There is an selfless person even myself didn’t see
    As you grow up remember to not be so hard
    And to not tattoo over the place that is scarred
    For life isn’t all bad
    If that’s the picture I drew
    For you can’t fixed ripped paper
    If you don’t have the glue

    Andrea Morse

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    • I love your words to yourself, positively you I presume! “There wouldn’t me, If there hadn’t been you” So true yet some of us are still running lol. Thank you for the uplift🥰

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    • Andrea, you are right that “you can’t fix ripped paper if you don’t have the glue.” I love this line. Too often, we try to fix the broken parts of us before we are truly ready. In order to really heal, we have to be able to put ourselves back together. Thank you for sharing your poetry!

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  • Thank you for your kind words. We all have a story, and if we are lucky, the beautiful opportunity to rewrite it♡

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