sometimes, i look at myself from the outside
and i don't like what i see
because the girl in front of me
isn't passionate, interesting, funny...
she isn't me.
and yet she is wearing my face.
i have to keep myself from screaming at her,
"get out of my body, you imposter!"
because, sometimes, when i look at myself from the outside,
i forget that the girl inside my body is only doing me a favour.
she's facing the world, when I'm too afraid to.
so, all i say to her is, "i'm so furious that you're braver."
and i think she gives me a sad smile.
when the quiet of my house falls down,
i'm the ruler of my kingdom once more,
waiting for the day when i'll stop losing my throne.
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Words Unsaid
PoetryA collection of my poems about love, crushes, depression, feeling lonely and pretty much all the emotions I go through as an angsty teenager :P Hope you enjoy! I've been adding to this book since I was 15 (I'm 21 now). The poems get better as the b...
