I feel like a tattoo.
I'm stuck here
on your arm,
dyed with ink,
black as night,
false smile
captured by artist's hand.
When it helps you
get the job,
make new friends,
the sleeve's rolled up
and I'm shown off
"This is my step-daughter."
I smile,
curl my fists,
am perfectly polite.
But when a step-daughter
hinders you,
the black fabric covers me up
"What step-daughter?"
I hide in the corner
like a good quiet girl
and don't let my tears
disturb your business.
You know, soon,
I'm not going to hide any longer,
I'll be too sick
of this all
and I'm gonna scream out loud
tell all the people who I am.
I won't speak French for you,
I won't smile and walk away,
I won't keep my mouth shut
any more.
I'm escaping,
running free,
yeah, you're never
going to catch up to me.
Author notes
This is how I feel a lot of the time about someone I'm related to. Very spur of the moment.
Does the metaphor of a tattoo make enough sense?
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To answer your question, "Does the metaphor make sense"; it absolutley does. I love poems with metpahors. Great job, Anastasia!
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This metaphor is perfect for this poem! Yeah i have been in the same situation before...you tell him!!!
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Actually it is a her, but thank you so much anyway! Thanks for the great comment.
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"I won't speak French for you"
That was perfect...I think the poem was awesome but that line just...brought it to a different level or something. It make it real, I don't know.
Sorry if I sound like an idiot.
Love your poem.
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yes the metaphor works very well. You feel like nothing more than an image to this person, the relationship is an unreal one in your mind, you have been stuck together but the choice wasn't yours, someone else painted the tattoo. It expresses your feelings perfectly.
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