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I'm Somebody Now (part 1)

Believe me, I
can see you
staring. I'm
stronger now. I'm
colder now. I've grown
older now. All these
years, all these lies,
all these tears I've cried,
have changed me. Now,
I don't mind
seeing you watching
me. I know that when
I move, I move gracefully.
I know I look fucking
sexy and you,
pathetic you,
probably want me. The
problem is I'm just
not me anymore.
I've turned into
a fucking butterfly
and I'm done having
you step all over me
like I was garbage.
I'm somebody now.
You are nothing. You,
oh, lucky
fucking you, once
meant everything to a
little girl that looked
like me. Well, she
isn't me. She's long
gone. I choked her
with smoke and drowned
her with drink and
now, I no longer think.
I don't feel anything
anymore. I'm no
longer your little
whore. I'm not gonna
give in. You're not
going to win. I'm
somebody now. You
aren't worth my time,
my tears, or even
the words of a stupid
poem. I'm somebody
now. I'm all grown
up. You're a worn out
toy I don't want
anymore. I'd rather
have her. She sees
what I've grown up
to be. She sees
me. She knows I'm
somebody now and she
wants me. I'll let her
have me because I'm
strong. I can take it.
I have no heart to
risk giving her.
I don't feel anymore.
Though, I know, you
definitely want me,
you're just gonna have
to find another chick
with low self-esteem
to fuck around with.
I hope she's as
pretty as I was, though
you'd never let me know
that. You wanted me to
feel like trash so
I'd come running back to
you. Now, I've figured
you out and I'm
getting the hell away
from you. You were
never
good for me. You
hurt me. So, I guess
I'll just walk by, flip
my hair and be a
tease because I'm
somebody now. You wish
I would go back to
my loneliness, my nothingness,
that worthless-piece-of-
shit you made me
believe I was. Well,
I'm not. You're wrong. I'm
hot. I've got places to
be, people to see, a girl
who can actually
satisfy my needs
(unlike you, you little
prick with your little
dick). You may want
me. You may think
you need me. I'm not
surprised. I don't care.
I'll walk past you,
and flip my hair because
I'm somebody now, and
you're the worthless-
piece-of-shit. Now,
it's YOUR turn to suck
my fucking dick.
Written by Denythelove
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