GryffindorGirl
I'm sad today so i wrote a new poem
GryffindorGirl
what am i
a pawn
a success
a future criminal
a thief
you can seem to choose
and i can't say
a
single
thing
my tongue is burnt
my throat is filled with barbed wire
may hands are broken
what am i
up to something
a ungrateful brat
with a bad attitude
a child
you can't seem to decide
and i can't say
a
single
thing
my bones feel hallow
my muscles burn
my stomach is eating itself
what am i
beautiful
annoying
fat
quiet
you can't decide
and i can't say
a
single
thing
my tongue is burnt
from the words i said
the barbed wire in my throat
there so no more words could escape
my hands are broken
from being stepped on
my bones feel hallow
they rattle and creak
my muscles burn
from the small rips that cover them
my stomach eats itself
because it feels guilty when eats food
what am i
the child left crying
grew up quickly
but i'm not the oldest
so i can't say i had it hard
but no one was there for me
in the quiet nights
i go crazy in the silence
but no one noticed i need help
because i had it together
i always have it together
so i cry in quiet places
i'm not sensitive
but every time
someone says something
that relates to me
even if it shouldn't
i break down
forgive me
if i'm childish
if i do something wrong
if i say something stupid
if i don't do what im supposed to do
if i want to much
if im too quiet
if im too loud
if im lazy
i don't know
who
i
am
and i know it's not an excuse
i'm sorry