I
do not know you.
The raging river waters
do not know you.
The hands that shaped you,
Do not know you.
The eyes that watch you grow,
Do not know you.
The rocks
The trees
The skies
The stupid blood in your veins
The mouth you speak with
The clouds
The grass
The people you walk past
The STARS
Do not Know you.
You are no longer you.
You are an ever changing
Ever worsening.
HOW CAN ANYTHING KNOW YOU
IF YOU ARE NOT YOU
If you are this thing
That has turned into am evil
Simply because you didn't know you were good.
How can anything know you
See you
Love you
If you
Are not
You.
YOU ARE READING
Butterflies come flying out [poetry]
PoetryThe words of a teenage girl with too many emotions and no other form of catharsis.
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