Boo I say
Cause I feel like I'm a ghost anyway
You see right through me
Like I'm not even there
Ignore me even though I care
So much in fact that it hurts me inside
So much in fact that it makes me want to die
Cause I care for you so
And to you I'm just a ghost
Flowing through the air
Like a voice that you've forgotten
And the thing I hate most of all is that I don't mind
I find that care deep inside
You reopen my scars just to tear me apart
And pretend it never happened
Maybe a ghost did it or
Maybe you've forgotten.
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Ode to All the Girls that Never Fit
PoetryTo all the girls who never felt good enough, small enough, or pretty enough... this is for you. No upload schedule, just whenever I write a poem.
