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11/11/18
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Green.
They say it's rare to meet people with green eyes.
But deep within
What we call our hearts
There are green eyed monsters living lies.
They hiss and spit
When they see
Things they want but can't have.
They tighten their claws into our chests
When they see someone
Someone else
Having what they desire.
They whisper in our ears
And we have to smile because we are
Feeding the fire
Feeding the void
Of what we wanted
With thoughts so dire.
"You deserve the role! I'm happy for you!"
You stole that spotlight from me you bitch
"You guys look great together!"
I loved her first how dare you fall for her
"I always knew you were going to be the valedictorian! Congrats!"
You must have cheated I'm the one who should be giving the valedictory speech this graduation
We cannot speak because
They speak for us.
We cannot stop them
From sinking their teeth
Sharp needle teeth
Into our thoughts,
Spreading their venom
Making us think
We are not content.
All of us have flashing eyes
Flashing eyes of green
When we let our
Guard down,
When we feed our insecurities.
YOU ARE READING
Neon
Diversos(SOMEHOW, REGULAR UPDATES) A collection of poems, short stories in poetic form, rants hidden in poetic form and other things that pop up in my head. *** Staring at the canvas, She chose to pluck a brush From her own head, And paint with the colours...
