I want to say
you’re not worth it anymore
but my mouth won’t open
and my tongue won’t move.
I want to yell and scream and dance
young and sweet, only seventeen
but the mirror is watching
and my feet won’t cooperate.
I watch you
not watching me.
Watch you
watching him
watching her
watching them.
Watching everybody else
and for once
I want to laugh, flirt, be the centre of attention,
and then you will watch
but you are not watching
and my feet will not move.
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i'm not sure whether to say that is sad, pretty, or true...
ReplyDeleteany of those ways, it's good