There’s this girl.
She says her eyes are blue
but that they are fading fast
and soon they will be so dull
you will not be able to see them properly.
She says her lips are broken
(or maybe it’s her tongue),
because most of the time
nobody understands her.
She says her hair covers her face for a reason
and she hates it when they smile.
There’s this girl.
She knows it doesn’t make sense to them
and every time she opens her mouth
she says things that only make sense to her
and this makes her want to cry.
This makes her want to cry,
and when she says this
they have no idea what she is talking about.
There’s this girl.
She says she is drowning and she says she is sorry and she says she can’t do this anymore.
She says this everyday, but she is still here;
she is still living;
she is still alone.
There’s this girl.
She is scared.
She is scared because even when you’re sad, you’re smiling,
and even when you’re happy, you’re sad.
She is scared because she has not eaten in three days
and they do not worry.
She is scared because she has not seen him in months,
but she still cares.
She is scared because you have a heart
but she can see you searching your chest cavity
for something you don’t believe exists.
She is scared because she has changed
and she feels like a zombie,
a fucking zombie.
She is scared because he is happy,
he is happy,
he is happy.
And she is scared because
nobody wants to die alone,
and neither does she.
Author notes
and i say it again: delete?
that's right, i'm so self-obsessed i'm writing about myself in 3rd person now, too.
i tried to use capitals =)
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do not delete
this is real
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Dont delete. I write about myself in 3rd party all the time.
A little secret when I say " she" in not all, but many oof my poems - im referncing to me.
This is briallnt. Bravo.
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Don't deleeeeeeeeeeeeete.
I know my comments on your poems are basically just me worshiping you, but that's what I feel like doing. You have some serious talent here.
(Incidentally, your new face picture thingy is completely gorgeous.)
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aw, thankyou so much.
your comments always make me smile. i lovelovelove your poetry, so the fact that you like mine is just amazing.
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Delete this? NO! Definitely not. You've got an amazing poem here, full of honest emotions, fear, love, self-loathing, and so many readers will be able to relate to this. It possibly has a greater impact because you write about yourself in 3rd person. I especially got a sense of not being understood, which is even more painful if it's people who SHOULD understand us. This is an excellent poem, a definite keeper.
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i write in 3rd person a lot about myself too.
don't delete this, i like it.
it's so emotional and yet so beautiful.
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