I'm THAT girl
You know, the exotic one
With almond shaped eyes,
The one who murders with her looks
The modest one, the one that they want anyways
Shy
Haven't even gotten my first kiss
But I've dated so many people
They all want to be the one who claim my lips
Or run their cold cracked lips along my neck
And kiss it gently
But thats not what I want
I wish that I could just be her sometimes
not THAT girl
Not the one they all want
But just me
I wish that they could see through the beautiful mask
And allow themselves to see the beautiful darkness that I hold
See into the blackness of my eyes
Not the golden rings
Although their shine is hard to resist, sometimes all I want to do is scream
WHY DON'T YOU SEE ME? I AM IN FRONT OF YOU!
But as my lonely lips move you only squint at the reflection of my golden eyes.













Comments
Pretty deep stuff you've got there, but quite nice
Keep up the good poetry ! And strive to realize your potential (saw the gentics bit in your other poem - although genes might limit us when compared to other people you can still reach that max, which is an achievement nonetheless)
Keep it up!
(Sorry for the long ramble)
RealPurgatory
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"The 'silly question' is the first intimation of some totally new development."
Alfred North Whitehead, English mathematician and philosopher
(for faving and the response)
Cheers,
RealPurgatory
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"The 'silly question' is the first intimation of some totally new development."
Alfred North Whitehead, English mathematician and philosopher
Hmm... What would you like me to add?
Adios and boo ya
RealPurgatory
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"The 'silly question' is the first intimation of some totally new development."
Alfred North Whitehead, English mathematician and philosopher
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