Let's face it; I'm a self-important person. I keep secrets about myself. I hide my feelings when necessary. I get embarrassed. I have pride.
But that's normal for a teenager, right?
It just seems like I keep more secrets than everyone else. I have more pride in myself than everyone. And I'm especially stubborn and easily shamed more than anyone.
Secrets keep me sane. When I tell them, I laugh about it, alone, in my room. I talk aloud to the fairly bare walls as if I'm being interviewed.
And then when I do tell an actual person, it feels awkward or very 'special'. I don't like being put up on a pedestal like that.
Is that why I'm so alone?
YOU ARE READING
constantly blooming.
Poetry'i will never stop blooming, like an eternal rose of flame... i may have my times of smolder and small sparks, but i will always become a huge inferno in the end... and nothing can stop me.' Collection of poetry and prose between the ages of 10-15...
