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What I Don't Say

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In a series of poems, an unnamed narrator examines her best friend's addiction, her depression and sense of self, and what it is like to grow up when it seems like everyone she is surrounded by is falling apart. Containing elements of fiction and po...

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THIS IS HOW IT IS:

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by patchofsemisweetkids

by patchofsemisweetkids

I am seventeen going on thirty,

(I look fourteen) -

I am poetry hiding behind math notes –

I am too Christian to kiss

(TOO UGLY TO BE FUCKED) -

I am the innocent friend – I am

razor blades hidden in makeup bags –

I am apologies and

Excuses.

I am red cheeks and

Shaking hands.

I am the friend they come to.

I hold their hair back while they puke.

I bite my tongue while their tongues spit out

insults.

I bleed out shame and guilt –

I bleed out desire.

I am what I don’t say –

What I am afraid to say,

What I am ashamed to say,

What I cannot say.