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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
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Replaced memories
You created memories
And then got to move on
Leaving them untouched and perfect
Mine are being trampled.
Walked all over by my friends
My peers
I can't DO this
This constant emotional bombardment
Loves
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I want to LIVE
I want to live,
I want to hear a million songs and dance in the rain,
I want to kiss and make love,
I want to see the world from every angle,
meet people that I will love and ones I won't,
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Hindsight is 20/20
I am here to say this
in only facts
because I don't rely on feelings.
Fact:
Your Mr. Remarkable is quiet.
Cold.
Closed off.
Didn't interact unless
absolutely necessary
smiled maybe twice.
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ode for the girls in seventh grade
you’re perfect.
all of you.
and i don’t need to say more
but i will
because i want to write about every one of you
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"perfect."
I pick at my face
on a daily basis.
Rub my fingers over
my acne scars and oily skin,
every unwanted mark
that supposedly makes
me beautiful.
I try to convince myself
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nightingales
We hold hands and they call us lovebirds,
But they are too colorful and noticeable,
Not nearly strong enough as your grip,
As your hands around my waist,
Keeping me from falling (but it's already too late.)
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Real happiness
From past friends
or mild acquaintances
there will be times where I am not only acknowledged
but appreciated
it makes me happy
makes me content