she is
the girl with the two sweaters
one on top of the other
like a forcefield.
but
is it to keep the cold out?
or
is it to keep the cold in—
away from tainting the outside
chilling the beautiful people
the ones with flawless
warm
hearts?
who mean something to the world.
unlike her
the girl with two sweaters
who has a fatal flaw.
maybe the cold being kept in
is simply her own self doubt
when really
she is as warm as the sun.
r.w.
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raw
Poetrya collection of honest, soul-bearing poetry. these are the parts of high school no one speaks openly about, and they represent the struggles of many students, including myself.
