It's hard putting up this act,
Of no care, eternal happiness and living the life everyone wants.
The 'it' girl.
With all the booze
All the parties
All the drugs
And all the attention.
It's so easy to become me.
But so very hard to escape.
I don't know what else to do.
This is all i've got running
And my heart;
Spit and trashed around.
I believe the next one will treat me better
With all the back stabbers,
Something to keep them interested.
They use me for popularity,
My body.
My image.
Dream of a better life
But the moment I come back from escape
I see those messages of love, acceptance and that exhilerating attention
I yearned for as a child and still do
And I fall unconciously back in.
It's a whirlwind or drama and that sense of power just rushes through me.
I feel unstopable.
Invincible.
Blame my parents,
I don't want to be like them
A whore nor a traitor.
But then I am.
An apple never falls far from the tree.
I cut myself and laugh at those who do
Make a fool of myself
Destroy the only good thing going for me.
Now all I see and hope for in the future is perfection with my rich soon to be husband.
An affair with his druggie of a best friend who i've fallen hard for and sees the truth.
I secretly know the truth but won't accept it.
I'll play everyone just to get whats good for me.
Cause I always come first.
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Lilies On Fire
Poetry'Lilies on Fire' is a book of poetry based on the darkest hours of teenagers. When we feel lost, confused and nothing makes sense. It's about when we need someone to help us and what most of us go through. It is there to help the reader sympathize...
