2AM Thoughts

Just A Girl

She cried. She cried so much, her eyes were all dried. She wished for it to end, the agony, the pain, everything! She didn't want to fight anymore because fighting meant being strong. She was a incredibly strong person but one can only handle so much for so long!

The cruel words that slipped through people's mouth slit her heart like a knife each time, on the inside of course. On the outside, she threw out icy comebacks to show strength!

She has a special look! Many people question whether it's a glare, an eye roll, a smirk, etc. It's a mixture of all, eyebrow raised, lips pursed, eyes squinted and head straight!

Most think it's through spite and anger that she throws her look into your soul. However, it's to hold back the tears threatening to spill and the feelings that may find their way to escape her mouth!

Anybody who lays eyes on her when she's doing so, would probably think she could shoot flames through her dagger eyes! In reality, the only thing she can shoot from her eyes are oceans of tears.

Isolation is one way she tries time to time. Though that just lands her looking stuck up!

Lately, this here girl is pushing the people who care about her the most, away. So many people's opinions matter to her, not that she'd ever show that!

She has a weakness, a soft spot, a tip of the iceberg, a straw that will break the camel's back. She'll never let anybody know this though, why? That's how they take you down.

Even though she hates losing terribly, she knows that she's already lost this fight. She knows this but she'll keep fighting, even if she doesn't want to!

She's getting scared, much more scared, day by day. Why? People are starting to see behind this act she plays! But they can't, she'll be ruined.

She really tried to let people in but a certain situation made her build thick walls up. She barely lets anybody in! She's tried, but realized that the real monsters don't live in our closets or under the bed. The real monsters live amongst us, they're humans! She doesn't trust a soul and who would blame her after everything she's been through.

Talk about defence mechanisms! Her life is the perfect example of one. All her health classes about it, every sentence is her, every inch of her pain and sorrow.