She is more than one could ever think of,
But, but, but, hold on
She has a problem
The problem of people knowing her too well,
She hates it.
Don't try too hard, don't act too smart
Don't sympathise her, don't empathise her, don't pity her
The only thing that suits you is
Either you stay away from her or romanticise her.
She is alone, but not lonely
She forgives, but doesn't forget
She may speak as sweet as a slice of cake,
But deep down, there is a river of blood flowing in her veins
Of sharp- harsh words that, somehow, always kept in millions of her body cells.
It's a curse for them and her
Once you know her,
there lies her uncountable scars
which she is very good at hiding herself with her bold invisibility
I'll pray for you to not be in her bad looks and books
'Cause once you enter her dark maze
You are no more a pretty person with a pretty smile,
But only have a BITCH FACE.
--- Sanvi Saumya
YOU ARE READING
Sweet Sorrow
PoetryA collection of poems by a messed up teen. 'Is it OKAY to not believe in yourself sometimes, Is it OKAY to doubt yourself sometimes, Is it OKAY to doubt your existence sometimes, Well, it's completely OKAY to 'NOT be OKAY' all the times'. ...
