The Wonders In Our Head

.I Feel.

I feel empty like a glass near the bottle opened and ignored as everyone drinks directly from the bottle.
I feel like a cyclone, just the wind blowing harshly with the clutter in my mind whirling so fast that it hits the part of me that's merely surviving holding the edge of the cliff.
The words that were never spoken and the eyes that said just too much.
I feel like the daughter who is made to sit on the floor absorbing the most vile thing a 5-year-old could even comprehend
I feel like that woman who sits with a champagne glass in her hand, her ring finger now empty as she stares with the sparks gone.
I feel like that one person who tries hard to fit in and loses herself in the process
I feel like the person who let everyone down to let her fit in herself again.
I feel like those muscle mommies who max every workout to their hundred and have a smile as cool as the breeze that ruffles their hair.
I feel like the girl who vomited her food out coz the words her friends said about her Felt too real.
I feel like the girl who winks at the guy she finds handsome and like the girl who struggles to stay out of the light even when she deserves it.