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PPAL Poem

Every other week there is a program near my home called YAYA, which is short for Young Adults and Youth Advocacy. We get together for an hour and a half and talk together and learn about life and advocating for ourselves. A woman came and talked to us about SATs, and another came and informed us about City Year. Sometimes we just play board games and eat pizza. It’s pretty cool.
YAYA, along with several other youth groups, is run by the Parent/Professional Advocacy League, which is having a conference in a couple of weeks. I will be selling my book at the conference, and wrote this poem about PPAL.

I thought I was alone.
No longer in that high school
Only fifty students.
All sort of friends.

I thought I was alone.
Now in college
Thousands of students around me
But no friends.

I thought I was alone
Just turned nineteen
Darkness prevailed.

I thought I was alone
Maybe meadows
But no flowers
All crying
No hope.

I thought I was alone
But I found others in YAYA
Young Adults.
Youths.
Advocating.

I thought I was alone
Still a teen.
They talk about TEAMA.
Teens.
Educating About Mental Awareness.
Educating.
Maybe I’m not so alone.

I thought I was alone.
But they helped me find HOPE.
They helped me find me.
They’ll help you find YOU.
Or TEAMA.
Or YAYA.
Or HOPE.
I know I’m not alone.
And PPAL told me this.

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