A,
she is energetic
a burst of joy to all around her
but she is loud
she can't stop talking
even when no one is listening.
S,
she is quiet
she is a wonderful listener
but she never knows what to say
it never seems to be the right thing
she doesn't know how to communicate.
D,
she is smart and knowing
she is aware
but the reality of the world around her is crushing
and the more she realizes the more she is dragged down
she doesn't really know it all
V,
she is good with words
she is good with people
but she can never seem to give them what they want
they take what they like and leave the rest behind
she doesn't know herself
a little poem dedicated to the women I have observed, and been. I didn't want to put their real names out of respect for them but just know if you think this is about you it probably isn't. Not in a mean way but that was directed at my followers who know me in real life. Which I do not actually know RIGHT? **cough* cough**
As always happy wattpad reading, and if it's after 12 AM, GO TO SLEEP!!!
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Sleepy Time Poetry
PoetryNothing special, just stuff I write when I get all tired and angry for no real reason. I didn't want to write another book so I wrote this. Hope you all enjoy it because if not istg I will quit this stupid app. Jk but please tell me if it's terrible.
