There is a young girl
That has an old soul
She had a warm heart
But it quickly turned cold
She stopped believing in the good
And only recognized the bad
She sees no point in dreams
Yet she wishes for what she never had
She's ready to admit
That her house is not a home
She's forever available
She's forever alone
She's quiet
And she's scared
She's ambitious
But unprepared
She's afraid of her feelings
And she doesn't trust her heart
She wants to go somewhere in life
But she's off to a bad start
This is a girl
Who has felt a lot of hurt
She thinks even a penny
Is more than what she's worth
Her self hatred is undying
And she's been dealt too much pain
And as much as she hopes
Things never change
This girl has a big heart
But she's afraid to let you see
What her heart holds
.. That girl.. Is me.
YOU ARE READING
A little piece of me
PoetrySome amateur poems and the occasional rant. Titles with *** at the end are my personal favorites