O Romeo
my love
my life
my savior
I speaketh through my metaphors
I whisper my lies
Romeo, my dearest Romeo
sing to me, keepest me alight
I spew forth dramatic words and phrases to keep them pleased
but, O Romeo, whenever shall it cease?
My heart beats and threatens to break
whilst there are multitudes of lives at stake.
So, alas, I am but a wee thing,
spitting out poems day and night
whatever must I look like
I shall guess that I must make quite a sorry sight.
It's a band piece
weird, I know
it's from last year
and we only played it in concert once
but it means a lot to me
it reminds me of a lot.
Of Webtoons and authors and demented circuses
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How
do others see me?
Do they see a girl in gray cargo pants and light blue thermal quarter zip?
Do they see a friend who loves them despite her crankiness?
Do they see a quiet awkward girl who prefers books to people?
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