readenglishbook.com » Poetry » Growing Fast. Dying Slow. Living Life. Being Me., Brooke O. [philippa perry book .TXT] 📗

Book online «Growing Fast. Dying Slow. Living Life. Being Me., Brooke O. [philippa perry book .TXT] 📗». Author Brooke O.



1 2 3 4 5 6 7
Go to page:



I pass you in the halls
And I blush

You never look my way
You never say hello
We don’t talk much anymore
But I think of you always

In my heart
In my mind

Behind my eyes
I see your face

Your new glasses
Covering your beautiful eyes
Your smile
With dimples and braces

I think of all the stupid jokes you made last year
When we were bored in class
And had no one else to talk to

When the kid in front of me turned around and said,
“I think he has a crush on you.”
And you stuttered going “nah…”

Whatever
Maybe I’ll see you next year

Or try and get the guts to talk to you this year…
⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯


Words like Knives



I don’t care

Yes I do

Your words hurt
Like knives in my heart

But I roll my eyes
And walk away

When I begin to cry inside

Sometimes, people even think it’s a joke
It won’t hurt my feelings
I don't have any

It doesn’t matter if you don’t mean it
It doesn’t matter if it isn’t true

You’re my friend
You’re supposed to care

But you don’t
You never have

You even act like you don’t mean it
But, really
You do
You wouldn’t try so hard to make me cry in the first placce
If you didn't
⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯


He Knows



I hate them right now
Whoever they are

They told him my secret
…my secret crush…

Why would they do that…?

I don’t think I told them
Whoever they are

I only told my friends…
At least,
I think they’re my friends
⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯


I Just Don't Get It



Hmm…
I don’t get it.

What do I not get?
Everything.

I don’t get feelings.
Physical or emotional.

They’re so complicated.
All of them.
I might get to figure it out someday…
Someday when I’m older.

Or maybe,
Just maybe,
I’ll never get it at all.
⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯


Torn Apart



My heart doesn’t break
It shatters

I don’t get hurt
I get destroyed

You say I’m fine
But you know I’m not

Nobody cares
And I couldn’t care less
⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯


Proud. Even when I'm not.



I’m growing
A little more confident
In who I am

I see myself
So much better

I don’t insult my self
I don’t feel as out of place

Do you really think I’m gonna let you ruin that?

Say what you want

And even though it will hurt
I won’t let you ruin
As I see myself now

Go spread cruel rumors
Make everyone hate me

‘Cause I don’t need you
And I don’t need them
⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯


Sweet Little Girl



Don’t cry
Sweet little girl

I’ll always love you
Yes, I’ll ALWAYS love you

I’ll always be there
I promise

Through bullying
Through heart break
Anything

I’m going through stuff like that right now
And I have people there for me
So you will, too

You’re a big part of my world
For someone so small

Well…
Actually, you aren’t that small anymore

You’re a little lady now
So sweet
So beautiful

You’re growing up
And hard things will come

But I PROMISE

I’ll always love you
Yes, I’ll ALWAYS love you

Sweet little girl
⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯


Mistakes



I know I make mistakes
I know I’ll make mistakes
I’m probably making a mistake right now
I just don’t know it

Everyone makes them
They SAY they learn from them

But if you ACTUALLY learn from your mistakes…
YOU MUST BE A FREAKING GENIUS!!!!
⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯


My Best Friend



“I’m forever alone.”
She said.

“No one cares.
No one loves.
I don’t belong here.
Here, with them.”

She’s wrong.
She’s right.

“You’re only alone,
If you allow yourself to be.

“I care.
I won’t say I love you…
That’d be kind of weird…
But you are my best friend.”

“I don’t belong here either.
I don’t belong with them.”

“We stand out.
We blend in.
We’re special.
We’re normal.
We’re us.”
⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯


Like Me



I don’t want to be like you one day.

I want to be like me.

I want to make a difference.

I want to make a change.

I want to stand out.

I want… I want…

To follow my own path.
⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯


1 2 3 4 5 6 7
Go to page:

Free e-book «Growing Fast. Dying Slow. Living Life. Being Me., Brooke O. [philippa perry book .TXT] 📗» - read online now

Comments (0)

There are no comments yet. You can be the first!
Add a comment