Ashley Nicole Cameron
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"Always a sinner, never a saint. I make mistakes, I screw up. I hurt, I cry. I capture those emotions between the pages of my notebook and hope one day the world will care."
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She Was
It was only a matter of time before she picked up the pen again. No matter what anyone said, her affair with words would always go on. She could try and fool herself again, but that’s just it, she was only fooling. She only felt complete when she could hide behind the world her words created. When she could become the perfect little blonde, that she knew her husband secretly ached for. The perfect little toy, with all the right curves in all the right places. She could be sexy and intelligent in her own world, instead of lacking both qualities in reality. She could express her darkest fears, her deepest discomfitures without the ever-present look of disappointment every eye had. That phrase, “You’re perfect just the way you are”, making bile rise up her throat; fighting to expel every drop of nourishment she had taken in, in the last two days. She was awkwardness wrapped in a cocoon of human skin, trying vehemently to make her way through life without anyone figuring her out. She was better with staying home instead of going out, even though she complained about always being at home. She was a conundrum never to be beaten. A puzzle never meant to be solved. She was mystery, but never beauty. She was confident in her lacking and always lacking confidence. She was the winner in a competition of losers.
By Ashley Nicole Cameron8 years ago in Poets
