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‘A Poem’ – Chi O Y8
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11th February 2021
Exposed.
Sharing emotions,
Dishing out parts of me,
Showing you apart of me,
It makes me feel
Exposed.
And it’s like the messy,
The pressy and stressy
That I guess he
Poured out of me,
Like Pepsi
Are tangled in knots.
Knots on a stage
That everyone’s watching.
Like I’m in a glass cage
or on an open page.
This isn’t a come-of-age,
Where the loving teenage
Girl,
Tells the cool teenage
Love,
All the emotions that uncurl
In her heart, in her mind.
This is a different kind,
This makes me anxious,
Stressy and messy.
And unless he
Forgets me,
I’ll feel as if my heart’s on show,
A spot of grass in snow.
As if everyone’s running
But I stay put,
Like they wore shoes,
And i was the only barefoot.