I cannot pretend to be more than I am
I am quick to anger
Covetous
I lie to save other's feelings
At times I am slothful
Lustful
I do not give enough
I cannot be more than my family
I will never get out of this town
the town my father and grandfather grew up in
I cannot be better
I will never be great
I will not become a writer
I will always just be this
here
as I am
Nothing, nobody
A small statistic to the world and a failure to my family
A failure to myself
I will always just be this, I can't be more than what I am.
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Musings on Life from a Dead Girl
Poetry#2 in poetry July 2024 Poetry about the life of a girl.