I'm the girl they all forget about
Don't get me wrong
I understand
I'm not very memorable
I'm quiet
I keep to myself
I don't even like attention
Or maybe
I pretend I don't
Maybe
I'm scared that someone will see me
I don't mean
Just notice me
I mean see me
A fraud
Kind of good at things
But not great
at anything
Too particular
but not perfect
Not good at changing things up, because I'm stuck in my ways
trying but not giving enough thought
Telling other people this would help
but not allowing myself to sleep, eat, even breath
I Meant to SAY cry
But my words are coming out wrong and I don't know why
saturated
belligerent
catastrophic
benign
benign
that's all it is
small little thing
small little problem
that I over think
And just when I think I know something
Nothing
Absolutely nothing left
Nothing to be nothing to see nothing left
can't catch my breath
blank blank blank sheet
nothing left here for me
goddd i can't
i just can't
be
About the Creator
Tanya Lei
A poet, if nothing else.
In a blank space, captivating words flow freely to create something that has not existed before.
From my mind, to yours.
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Comments (1)
Ouch. Tanya. This cuts deep. It feels wrong to say I like it - but I do, even if I don't like that you feel like this, I do like how you can just be so open in your poetry. I've said that already, I know, and I don't wanna keep saying it in case it sounds disingenuous, but it's true. This feels truly unfiltered, it's not nice, it's difficult to read - but it's important and I'm glad you shared it. It also shows you are not half the things you think you are! (I know you didn't ask for my opinion on that, but oh well, I gave it anyway!)