I read my lines
I memorized them
"I'm fine."
I think I'm fat.
My nose is too big.
Fake is what I need to be.
I wish I wasn't anxious.
No one wants to be with me.
Everyone thinks I'm crazy.
I'm told to follow the script
If I forget a line
And am real for once
I'm punished.
I punish myself too.
What if my lines said
"I hate how I look."
Would you go off script
Just to tell me
I'm beautiful?
Would you face judgment from the world
To tell me that I'm loved?
I will never be enough for society.
So will you go off script
And take the judgment to love me?
No
You don't notice me
It wasn't written in your script.
We were a fling,
In retrospect
And then I was written out of your script.
My script wishes you were with me.
But if you never go off script.
I'll never be with you.
YOU ARE READING
The Teenage Mind
PoetryA collection of poetry For any teenager Who feels alone, And ugly. This is for the ones who just need a rant session. This poetry collection Is for the outcasts, And for the goldens, Because here we are all anonymous. Well, except for me.
