My name is Kacie, and I'm 15 years old.
I like the colour yellow, it's citrusy, not extravagant like gold.
Physically, I am flesh and bone.
Flesh stretched over a canvas too small.
Pale skin with a sickly glow.
Short, stumpy legs and socks worn over tights.
I'm normally so short I'm never in a photos sight.
I enjoy menial pleasures, brushing my teeth and feeling the smoothness.
Brushing my hair even though it turns out to be fruitless.
I sing because I love to.
I dance because it's fun.
I love too easily,
And I can hold a grudge longer than time itself.
I enjoy loud music and running past fields.
I think ducks are really cute,
and I love the way jeans feel.
That's an introduction to me, your host for 5 minutes,
I hope you don't leave before I can finish.
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Poetica Vol. 02
PoetryI still find it hard to sleep, am I too hungry and need to eat? I lay here, tossing and turning. What is my heart yearning? I switch on the light and begin to write, perhaps words will put me to sleep tonight... [More original poems by me]
