Friday 24 March 2017

More than this.

She flipped her hair, walked poised and had a pretty smile.
She knew everything and nothing all at once,
She thought there was an escape from this.
She wore make up to hide her puffy eyes,
She screamed in pure silence deep inside her head.
She thought of the times she lay awake,
Dreaming galaxies apart, gleaming into the night sky.
She had to run she knew. These voices were just absurd.
She took her classes and listened to everything.
She was told by someone that things aren't exactly how it looks.
She wanted to believe things will change,
So she did.

She believed in simple things and a simple heart.
Maybe that's why nobody understood her.
Maybe that's why her spoken words were never justified.
That's the root cause for why nobody ever wanted to listen to her
Maybe she might run now,
She might disappear into another dimension.
Where people don't judge,
Where love is not measured or marked down with mistakes.
Or maybe this is all another plan of her unknown dreams.

She carved her heart on pages and wrote her way into solitude.
She started to change, to be free of those demons.

She couldn't understand these noices and chaos,
She didn't know whether she should try or just leave it all.
She was so confused with these familiar faces,
She was in doubt, she didn't call this home now,
They look at her like she is a masterpiece though her edges are torn apart.
She held apathy to these materials, to these hypocrites.
Her cage was left open tonight.
This is a battle we all have fought.
I never knew what this was.
That little girl who knew nothing but simple things seems to be a faded memory now.
She has changed a lot and by far.

She slept without a blanket now,
She stared deep into the blackness.
She fought everything and everyone, she fought herself too.
They all remembered her now,
The close ones and far ones apart, she was no longer home.
She was what you call a thesis,
But she slept peacefully somewhere in the globe now,
She was home, she was herself.
The sixteen year old who had a deep heart.

She was no longer scared, she no longer needed validation.
She no longer dreamed of this heavenly place,
She was finally here tonight.



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