She wished as a kid
That she would get big
That she would get winsShe thought when she was young
That adult life was fun
That she had power over everyoneSo she went head first, stuck up still
Then she rolled down a hill
Said she was strong, so she threw the pillShe wanted to prove
That she was a big deal
So she tried too hard
For compliments to reelPretended sympathy was fake
And that rules were a joke
And yet, she missed
But she was so closeLife grabbed her by the hair,
And swung her everywhere
Could never care
How much pain she had to bearSo she tried to prove that she could
Because she thought a title defined her
So she tried to be the highest climberHer name was Nobody
And she went April 11th
Trying to prove to people
That she couldWritten January 16th, 2019
*Oh god, I had so many typos in this*
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PoetryJust a book where I put my random thoughts. Goes into even the deepest depths of my mind. Expect to find theories, quotes, feelings, or just simply thoughts along your journey.