'Bojio-ed'
It breaks silently
Like a small finger crushing eggshells
Feeling like it's been flooded
SuffocatedBy the overwhelming sadness
Of being unoffered an invite to creating some memories
What envy and jealousy and sadness
Do I have the right to feel?
I'm just a girl in this gang of boysFor years I've regretted missing out on so much
Do they not feel the grief too?
Perhaps it's because they've never missed out
Hence not knowing how sick it feelsBecause after all,
I'm just a girl in this gang of boys.-----
October 11th, 2015 2:25PM
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Random Rambles - Poems
PoetryA compilation of rhyming ramblings. (most of the time.)