Building to a breaking

Everything

Is always a competition with you

Isn't it

You always have to prove you're the best when you know

We all know

You're not

Like saying "playing on the big stage is fun"

I wanted to cry

And I do not cry

You made my dream

Feel so small

Like "yeah no biggie I've done that"

It means so much to me!

Do you know that?

I would trade the sun and the stars and the moon for this

And it's happening

And it's happening soon

And you just had to say you've done it first

It means everything, okay? 

It means my everything

I am so freaking happy up there

Something most people couldn't comprehend

Because you are tied up in your lives like knots you can't be free from

I am not above it, I know

But I can see clearly

See what I love

See a way out

I'm building to a breaking point here

Building up

Anger crashing

Walls being broken

Barriers

Fire lighting, sparking under my fingertips

Something they've all tried to tramp down

Therapists

Talk to us

No

No

No

I am my father's girl

Fire always

And this is something I know will stay throughout my life

I was forced to keep it at bay at school

Forced to stay away from them

Not touch them even though they deserved it

Deserved every knife of a word I could hurl at them

But never my body

Never

As much as I wanted to sometimes

Building to a breaking point

Snapping at subs who are ignorant and annoying

Be respectful

I'm tired of that

Tired of these idiot girls and my friends who are one and the same

My two

Looking at me like Calm down

You'll regret it

Calm

Calm

Calm

The only thing I'll listen to

Them

Holding myself back

I am a human bomb

Building to a breaking point

Wonder when that is?

QueenBee

VT

14 years old

More by QueenBee

  • Sleigh ride

    Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring tingle tingling too

    F F F F F G F-D Bb C D C-A G F-

    imitating the human voice with instruments

    percussion back there repeatedly hitting the sleigh bells

  • Family

    I showed my grandmother my keyboard

    she took six years' of lessons when she was younger.

    Her fingers found the keys -

    she could still read -

    just enough

    just a little.

    I pulled out my flute-piano duet book

  • First kiss

    You cared;

    I tried to.

    You did;

    I thought I did.

    I wanted so badly

    to be a character in my books

    and to feel longing

    to feel needing

    to feel love and to

    be loved