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JF with love
Living a lie?
Tryna fit in?
Always something you’re not?
Putting on a face?
Denying your own case?
Knowing that you’ll never win.
Knowing your own past
Facts without fictitious lace
A history coated in rumour
But you know the truth.
You know what happened
You know what almost happened
And why didn’t it?
Because you didn’t allow it.
And next they all turned
Rotated in the sun
Cast a shadow over what was yourself
Yourself
Minus that shot of naivety
And all you’ve got left is that screwed up, bottomless bottle
Unable to store an emotion for even a moment
“Sugar and spice and all things nice”
That’s what this little girl was made of.
Tryna fit in?
Always something you’re not?
Putting on a face?
Denying your own case?
Knowing that you’ll never win.
Knowing your own past
Facts without fictitious lace
A history coated in rumour
But you know the truth.
You know what happened
You know what almost happened
And why didn’t it?
Because you didn’t allow it.
And next they all turned
Rotated in the sun
Cast a shadow over what was yourself
Yourself
Minus that shot of naivety
And all you’ve got left is that screwed up, bottomless bottle
Unable to store an emotion for even a moment
“Sugar and spice and all things nice”
That’s what this little girl was made of.
Published 17th Mar 2011
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18th Mar 2011 6:28am
I get the vibe from your poem that when you write, it is a way to express exactly the way you feel inside. Yet, you portray it in a way where not only does it relate to anybody who reads it, but also, it contains a hidden message...meaning that you are saying something in this poem that only YOU truly understand... Wonderful play with words..
19th Mar 2011 2:24pm
you've pretty much hit the nail on the head- as it is my aim to do just that. and thanks so much :)
