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Metamorphosis
I should be soaring sky high above the rafters
Crashing low against the waves
Burning like the sun but I will never be
Up there I will always be
Down here so
I'm bringing it
I'll tell you a story
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And I'm the one they care about?
Spending time
All my time
In the place that became home
And I have friends coming back to parents saying
"She's
Obsessed she won't leave
That room
She's
Spending all her time
There"
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Avoidance
Avoidance.
And that's the thing
That drove you and I apart
That made the click less magnetic
Flipping the sides over
So we couldn't do it anymore.
I need to talk about it
To get it over with
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Failure
Failure.
It's not a familiar word to me
Because I am never failing unless I know
I haven't tried hard enough
Been my best
But that was failure.
Not by me,
By them,
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Broken
I let myself cry
And it felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest
Exploding
Shattering into the sky
I felt like I was dying
Each day it gets easier
But when it catches up to you
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Happy birthday to me
I'm so old
I know I'm not really but
It feels like it.
Like I'm a teenager
For real this time
Like I'm normal
And my parents trust me
And I can text?
And I'm normal
Loves
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Questions
I'm
confused
did I do it
what happened?
You were melancholy earlier
what is going on
what did I miss
was it me?
You talk in subtle hints
but what are you hinting at?
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Beauty
The world is muted
muffled
as the snow sprinkles your hair
lice,
you remember a friend calling it once in 5th grade
you got mad at him for that.
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“Believe Me”
“You’re beautiful.”
“I’m not.”
“I love you.”
“You don’t.”
“You live in the stars.”
“My feet are planted on the earth.”
“But your eyes are reflecting them.”
“They’re not.”
“Believe me.”
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Stargazing
Is it so wrong for you to look at me?
Is it so bad to smile my way?
You act like I'm untouchable, a flea,
But yet you kiss me whispers and my hair you play.
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"i'm fine"
i'm fine
i'm staring at nothing
thinking about everything
exhausted and hurt from the words that slipped off their tongues,
"you okay?" they ask without wanting to know the answer. -
sophomore year later
i used to dream
of the day
i started middle school,
thinking the excitement
of getting older
outweighed the pain
of growing up.
my teachers wondered why.
and now that i'm in