hell is a teenage girl.

silver and gold

   I'm a silver girl. I always have been. Ever since I got that necklace I've been a silver girl. Silver is mine, and I am silvers. Silver defines me.

   But gold has been looking really astonishing. I find myself gravitating to the golden hoops I shunned away once I got my silver necklace. I try to force my desire for gold away, but it continues to grow and overcome my "love" of silver.

Oh silver, how you defined my life for so long, limiting me to certain things and making me feel bored with my pleasant appearance. Maybe it's for the better if we part ways.

But how I will miss how I look with my favorite silver necklace. A symbol of my grace and elegance to outsiders who force a blind eye to the hard truth, while it's a symbol of fakers and pretenders in my eyes.

My love for silver started off real, after I stopped wearing my pearl jewelry due to my love of silver growing. After a while it became normal, and I missed the thrill of wearing new styles of jewelry. Then my eyes laid onto the shining gold.

The way it brightened my dull skin, filled my heart and made a genuine smile appear onto my sullen face. Though I fear that if I become too used to gold I'll miss that thrill of wearing new jewelry and and the cycle will start all over again.

It's worth a shot, I suppose.

[This isn't about Silver and Gold.]

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I'm back!!

I just wanted to talk about this poem and the ways it can be interpreted.

The first way is quite literally about silver and gold jewelry. Sometimes, you get bored of wearing a certain type of jewelry, but you've grown so emotionally attached to it that it's hard to let go. I've experienced this same thing, so I figured I would write a poem about it, while leaving room for it to be interpreted in anyway.

The second way is about never being happy with any relationship you've been in. Your young and your searching for the love that's right for you, but you have to let certain people go in order to find that love. You feel guilty about being in a relationship that your not happy in, because it can be seen as leading that other person on. In the end, you grow enough strength to leave the person, but you are still worried that this cycle will happen again.

There are other ways that this poem can be interpreted, so if you interpreted it in a different way, then let me know in the comments or send me a message!

I love you guys!

-5amwasted