nothingontheinside Posted January 25, 2005 Share Posted January 25, 2005 This is about an average teenage girl... or so you think. It's the girl in the back of the class... wearing the big glasses... it's the punker, the prep, the girl sports jock, the one who everyone envies... it's you... it's your sister, your neighbor, your friend. someone who's good at lying, and then ends up dead.... right in front of your eyes. Because you're blind. Open your eyes and see the girl... see yourself before it's too late Just a girl Smiling inside Convincing everyone That everything's fine Such a good liar She almost convinces herself Until she looks into the mirror And remembers why There are tears running down From her dark brown eyes When she's alone She's unplugged the phone Just so that she will no longer Have to lie Eyes of fire Stare back at her From the world behind the mirror Years of lying Really consumes The kindness and heat Inside of her soul. Causing her pain In places only she can feel She looks at her arms And sees the scars Running down from her wrists To her elbow Top and bottom Deep to the soul She remembers when each one was made And why They tell a story. Wearing long sleeves to cover her arm Hiding her once read bracelets of charm Lookat her now She doesn't even know How to smile anymore She's sick of lying, crying, Hiding her pain No one loves her anymore Not even herself Did anyone ever love her? She wonders as she ties the knot And a noose she places around her neck Formed of memories Rather than of rope Tightened around her neck She stands on the chair And immediately starts on plans B and C Incase plan A doesn't work. She downs three bottles of asprin And slices her wrists As she knocks over the chair And one last time before she dies She sees her reflection in the puddles of blood Below her dangling feet. Comments wanted if you'd like, thanks Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
drahcir Posted January 25, 2005 Share Posted January 25, 2005 Just a girl Smiling inside Convincing everyone That everything's fine Such a good liar ----In this poem, why is everything not fine? Why is the girl so unhappy? She almost convinces herself Until she looks into the mirror And remembers why There are tears running down ---is she unhappy because of her appearance? From her dark brown eyes When she's alone She's unplugged the phone Just so that she will no longer Have to lie Eyes of fire Stare back at her From the world behind the mirror Years of lying Really consumes The kindness and heat Inside of her soul. Causing her pain In places only she can feel She looks at her arms And sees the scars Running down from her wrists To her elbow --Is this girl cutting herself? Why would she want to hurt herself. That is so sad!!!!!!! Top and bottom Deep to the soul She remembers when each one was made And why They tell a story. Wearing long sleeves to cover her arm Hiding her once read bracelets of charm Lookat her now She doesn't even know How to smile anymore ----I also feel like that...... She's sick of lying, crying, Hiding her pain No one loves her anymore Not even herself --I am sure there is someone who loves who. Maybe not the people who should love her, but someone does..... Did anyone ever love her? She wonders as she ties the knot And a noose she places around her neck Formed of memories Rather than of rope Tightened around her neck She stands on the chair And immediately starts on plans B and C Incase plan A doesn't work. ---there is a lot of alternatives to commiting suicide. Remember, someone could always move to another place of the world and start their life over again.....a fresh start.... She downs three bottles of asprin And slices her wrists As she knocks over the chair And one last time before she dies She sees her reflection in the puddles of blood Below her dangling feet. -----hmm......goood poem but very pessimistic......... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sisterlynch Posted January 25, 2005 Share Posted January 25, 2005 That was a very professionally written poem! I learned something interesting somewhere that with our right brains we only learn and understand and create, our left brain gives us words that are logical and sound good. I think that poetry brings together those two parts of the brain. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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