showing emotion has always been hard for me. sometimes I just feel so lifeless, so unbearably unhuman. I paint pretty colours & wonders on my face to make the flowers sing every morning because lord knows no one else will care.
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school passes so slowly. time couldn't go any faster, so I spend my time drawing grim pictures & writing to a nonexistent boy. no one can ever know, please don't tell, I'll say to him every day. it'll be our secret.
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bruises derange my ashen skin, so I wear cloudy apparel, hoping no one notices. gym class is torture; my friends have no idea & I can't let them know because I want him to stay out of harm's way. so I wait til the last minute, when everyone has left, to undress myself quickly. it's torture.
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he's been so good to me for my entire life. he just has these moments that are so harsh to him. I let him take it out on me because he has no one else. he already killed my mother. he begs for me to wear elegant dresses, to make me pretty again. I tell him I can't & show him my arms & my legs & my entire body.
this is what you do to me!
I scream at him each time.
daddy, I love you so much, why do you do this to me?
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I sit in my classroom day in & day out, scribbling lines to show my emotion. because I am no newcomer to emotion; I am the result of feelings gone astray.
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just...AMAZING! keep up the good work! thanks for entering and good luck in my contest!
again amazing. Srry about your mom and you dad. Hope it gets better. Good luck ( srry cant appulad no points)
the fourth stanza was the most powerful! the unique structure adds to the poem, but most importantly i love this because of the perspective you took.
