Poems

Girl Who Cries Wolf

I make it obvious,
I make it clear.
That I can't stand it,
That I'm struggling here.
I'm just a broken girl,
An ugly painting.
My heads in a swirl,
Being a girl who cries wolf.
But no one notices.
They see a smile plastered to my face,
Not following a single trace.
But I guess that's just good acting,
Something that takes a lot of practicing.
But I'm a broken girl,
An ugly painting.
My heads in a swirl,
As the girl who cries wolf.
I'm see through,
Something no one sees.
In day I'm hiding my fear,
With fake smiles. Yet at night,
I'm making it rain,
With tears and tears.
Yet again, dare I say,
I'm broken girl.
An idea scrapped instantly.
My heads caught in a twirl,
I'm a girl crying wolf.
And today he's actually here.