Titles, labels, types
We're all given our own stereotypes
One single word that harshly summarizes who we are as a person
Athlete, ditz, smart, slut
Which am I?
What type of girl can I be classified as?
I think about how I am,
How I can't give witty comments
For things we don't have in common
How I can't give quick reactions
To a joke easier than a simple fraction
How I can't offer you advice,
When your life is on the line
But,
I can give you eager smiles,
When you're all out of miles
I can give supportive passion
Over simplistic ration
But still, I'm classified as the ditz
Simply because I don't have quick wit,
And am overly eager to admit,
That my faults equate greater than my positive grit
So yeah,
Call me a ditz,
Say I'm not your type,
But don't come crawling when you need unconditional regard over someone who sends a get well card
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Waves Don't Die
PoetryTitle alludes to Kanye West's song Waves. The world is full with stories-- it's hard not to get lost in them. Dedicated to Breanna706 and Aanokhi, thanks for pushing me to do this💕 love you guys
