fall leaf

i am a leaf in fall
i can handle being blown around
but when you stepped on me
i break and i keep getting stepped on
so i become smaller and smaller
until you try to remember how i looked
how i looked before you stepped and stepped
but all you remember is how i broke
now i've been put together
but i'm misshaped not normal
just like that fall leaf
the one you stepped all over

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I am a teenager that loves to write poems because you can show how you feel on paper without it talking back and destroying your morale. I love my family and friends. I love cooking with my mom and I like to mess with my brother, really what inspired my poem is how I hear my mom complaining about being stepped on by others. So these are my mom's feelings and I want this to be for her.