Her name is Kate
Beautiful Kate
She is very strong
But receives lots of hate
From teachers, classmates
And family at home
Kate feels unloved
Always alone
Kate needs a savior
Not someone to play her
She needs someone to care
To always be there
To push aside their pride
And willingly share
A love so strong
So deep, and so long
That all of her tears will finally be spared
But that will never happen to Kate
You see
Because that girl Kate
That girl is me
YOU ARE READING
Idiosyncrasy
PoetryJust the feelings of a girl who doesn't know what shes feeling at all.
