I once cried during class,
As well as another girl who sat beside me.
Our eyes were red and noses swollen.
I cried because of not knowing what I was missing.
She cried because of not knowing what she was feeling.
We wept and sniffled until someone noticed.
“So many emotional girls today” they say,
“Go take a walk and put yourselves back together”.
Together we left and picked up pieces of China glass.
Fitting them and sticking them in empty spots that scattered our broken hearts.
Though nothing fit and we sighed and went back.
You can't fix a broken person when they don't know why they're sad.
-Ellie
(Photo creds to the artist)
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An Unofficial Official Poetry Book
Poetry2 am writings of politics that I don't understand, obsession with aesthetics, and love stories that I have never encountered. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ AN If you think I should change or edit something please feel free to message me or comment. These are all...
