She was humiliated.
She was made fun of.
For whatever she wanted to be,
for whatever she was
She knew it all
Although it felt wrong
She got used to the silent laughs
underlying their words; strong.
And she was one of a kind
Something others couldn't be
But nobody saw it anyway
They made her feel so tiny
How sad it was
that she let them win
Saw what they made her see
She lost her wings
She got wasted for
something she never wanted
Because that made others happy
Her colours gradually faded
And then started another story
of one of those bright stars
that had to make others wish come true
By falling down apart.
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Messy Bun
PoetryMessy Bun is all about my handwritten lyrical poems featuring the dark and bright side and everything i feel about life. Its my first work on wattpad created with all the love.i hope you like it :)
