I've been the one to want so much from someone
even if I know that they can't
but maybe if I wish harder every night while I'm in bed
than I won't feel lost, like driving forever without a map
Maybe if I pray harder and ask for forgiveness
and become the person that I have never been
than maybe I will get my one wish
even if I continue to sin.
because I am this small little girl
who wants to feel like they have a hero right behind
and no matter how many times I cross my fingers and turn around
all of my childhood fantasies will continue to be lies
and my heart will no longer mend like it used to be
and it won't give in to those who try and seek
the love that I have been craving for since I was sixteen
and maybe someone will finally realize that behind these eyes is a me...
and maybe my hands and fingers will stop shaking
and this smile that I paste on my face every morning will stop faking
and some prince charming will swoop me in their arms to prevent me from sinking
and I will finally breathe in and out and on the contrary
people will admire my effort
they will see all of the energy I have wasted
and applaud for all the times that I've been given the cheek
and bow down for the times that they made me feel devastated
but right now I still cry in the showers at night
and I still smile at those who disrespect
because at the end of this cold lonely routine of life
noone will ever understand and I will always be a reject...
- Author: D. Angel (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 18th, 2016 22:22
- Comment from author about the poem: Even though I already have my ride or die, sometimes the thoughts will always sink deep in my brain..
- Category: Fantasy
- Views: 37
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