Dresses (P)

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Warnings for: negative self reflection, begging, & suicide by hanging.
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Who am I?
I don't know.

I am not speaking
Of my country,
No,
I am speaking
Of myself.

Who am I?
As a person,
Not a country,
Who am I?

I am not
The person I act like,
That's for sure.

I hide the pain,
Conceal it all,
Under dresses,
And smiles,
And false happiness.

I fake a smile,
Though I want to cry,
As I am not free.

I am merely
Trapped in a
Beautiful cage,
Wishing to fly.

To fly away,
And see the world.

To be free
To be me,
Is all I want.

But who
Am I?

Why
Do I bother?

Austria,
He doesn't care.
I can see it
In his eyes.

Prussia...
All he does
Is tease.
He doesn't realize
How much it
Hurts.

The pain
Tears my heart
And mind apart,
Driving me
Near madness.

The sadness
Is all consuming,
As I drown
In unshed tears.

Rip the dresses,
Make a rope,
And end it.
That's my plan.

Sneaking out,
And leaping through
The trees,
I climb
And climb
And climb
Until I am there.

My childhood home
Looms before me.
What better place,
What better time,
Do die?

I tie the rope,
Tears that have been
Held back too long,
Streaming down
My cheeks.

Smiling,
I look at
My masterpiece.

All it takes,
Is putting the rope
Around your neck,
Clearing your mind,
And jumping.

So I do
Just that.

I put the rope
Around my neck,
Though all the others
Have found me
By now.

They scream at me
To stop.
I merely smile.

Looking at them,
I know,
Soon,
I'll be free.

No more waiting.
No more hiding.
No more
Not being me.
No more
Elizaveta.

Smiling down,
For the last time,
I leap
Into the air.

Finally,
Me.

Finally,
Free.

The beautiful cage
Holding me back
Is gone.
And so
Am I.

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Requested by Zoethezany ! So so sorry for the wait! I tried to upload earlier but it deleted... Also, tests and things are all piling up. Just two more weeks until my break, and then I'll probably be updating like crazy again! Thank you all for so many views, I'm so grateful! This one was probably not one of my better poems, I know. It was hard to write, considering I relate to Hungary the most, in terms of.. Well, it's hard to explain. I just do. That's all, thank you for being so patient and reading this! Bai~

-Weirdanimewriter out!

Character: Hungary

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