I was the girl who cried
Whenever my dad yelled
Now I wanna yell
Every time he talks
I was the girl who cried
Whenever my mom went out
Now I wanna hide
Every time she's here
I was the girl who begged
Whenever my sister had friends around
Begged them to play with me
Begged for company
Now...
Now I want them to leave
Leave me alone
Give me peace
I was a child of joy
A ball of laughter
A beacon of hope
A mind of dreams
I thought I still was
I believe I still am
But I can't pretend
I can't pretend that's all I am
No one gets it
That girl I was
The girl I am
They can both exist
I didn't kill her
I'm not depressed
I'm not angry
I'm just me
I like being alone
I like doing what I do
I like my few friends
I like who I've become
But no one else does
Everyone wants the old me
And only the old me
To trap me inside her
What happened to growth
What happened to expression
What happened to independence
That was the goal
What happened to acceptance
Acceptance of who I am
Of who I want to be
What happened
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A Dark Rose Blooms (poetry)
PoetryA piece of me. A place to open all my wounds and share my joy. All the poetry here is personal to me. Writing is an escape for me, and only through writing can I put my thoughts and emotions out into the world honestly. Each piece is dated, the day...
