I'm the happiest saddest person you know
I see you watching my dress flow
Pretty girl
Watch her twirl
Lying and crying
All in one breath
I need to rest
Yet you're watching me twirl
I'm your pretty girl
Smile you say
Directing me to look your way
Standing here in this pretty dress
I worry that you can tell I'm a fucking mess
This is why I prefer the night
Easier to hide my fright
My scars show in the light
My pain drips on the floor
I'm afraid you will say more
Please don't persist
I've learned not to resist
YOU ARE READING
The little girl who screamed at the stars
PoetryA collection of poems and memories.