kaitlin-frost - Hello Poetry

I am a scientist No I am a woman Yes Sometimes I feel like one over the other It’s so much easier for me to be **** for you than it is to be smart You could see me make the long draws and pauses with the press of my lips in the light of a projector Or you could see my lips become one with you Tick tock tick tock Such little time to find who you are inside I have the arms that come from the walls and shush me and mock me and pin me down and remind me what I really am And then the song I’ve been meant to sing tells me differently But in the flash I quickly turn from what was flesh into something with meaning and purpose and that’s nice and all but after a night of listening to you bellow about all of that science **** I’d just like to see you on my bed Where’s those **** pics? Where’s my invitation? Where’s that pretty little smile? Who asked you? When did toppling down the mountain that is woman become such a sport to the hungry lions circling the den? You can be smart but you can’t be **** And you can be **** but you definitely can’t be smart. There’s this never ending cycle with the click of a flash and there I am in all my glory back to the arms in the walls pushing me and prodding me and beckoning me with their ***** fingernails. I am a scientist, Yes, A woman.

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Dec 6, 2017

Dec 6, 2017 at 10:48 PM UTC

I am Woman

I am a scientist No I am a woman Yes Sometimes I feel like one over the other It’s so much easier for me to be **** for you than it is to be smart You could see me make the long draws and pauses with the press of my lips in the light of a projector Or you could see my lips become one with you Tick tock tick tock Such little time to find who you are inside I have the arms that come from the walls and shush me and mock me and pin me down and remind me what I really am And then the song I’ve been meant to sing tells me differently But in the flash I quickly turn from what was flesh into something with meaning and purpose and that’s nice and all but after a night of listening to you bellow about all of that science **** I’d just like to see you on my bed Where’s those **** pics? Where’s my invitation? Where’s that pretty little smile? Who asked you? When did toppling down the mountain that is woman become such a sport to the hungry lions circling the den? You can be smart but you can’t be **** And you can be **** but you definitely can’t be smart. There’s this never ending cycle with the click of a flash and there I am in all my glory back to the arms in the walls pushing me and prodding me and beckoning me with their ***** fingernails. I am a scientist, Yes, A woman.

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I'm the last thing you think about at night And never the first thing in the morning. I'm there when you get lonely and no one is responding. I'm the second choice to your precious beauty queen. I'm just a second choice. Because nobody wants the girl with brains and a mouth. Nobody wants the girl that has the guts to say no. Nobody wants that girl, Nobody.

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Dec 17, 2016

Dec 17, 2016 at 10:23 PM UTC

Untitled

I'm the last thing you think about at night And never the first thing in the morning. I'm there when you get lonely and no one is responding. I'm the second choice to your precious beauty queen. I'm just a second choice. Because nobody wants the girl with brains and a mouth. Nobody wants the girl that has the guts to say no. Nobody wants that girl, Nobody.

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***** fingernails That's all I can really remember Besides the sweet and piercing pain That kept me throbbing but still on the edge of ecstasy As tears rolled down my cheek I wondered what would become of me This is all I deserved, and this is all I ever will deserve. Just sweet and piercing pain with no comfort after. No one to come home to. No one to laugh with, just no one.

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Nov 9, 2016

Nov 9, 2016 at 7:02 PM UTC

what lies beneath

***** fingernails That's all I can really remember Besides the sweet and piercing pain That kept me throbbing but still on the edge of ecstasy As tears rolled down my cheek I wondered what would become of me This is all I deserved, and this is all I ever will deserve. Just sweet and piercing pain with no comfort after. No one to come home to. No one to laugh with, just no one.

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i am the girl that sleeps all day i'm that girl that never puts her laundry away i am the girl that sings in the car i'm that girl that looks from afar i am the girl that makes all the jokes i'm that girl that has high hopes i am the girl that lives selflessly i'm that girl caring, effortlessly i am the girl that is broken from inside, i'm that girl wounded from a guy i am the girl your mother warned you about i'm that girl. because i can never live up to the pedestal expectations of society. i can't be your cam girl. i can't reply to your two am text. i can't say yes when my body says no. i can't pretend like it's okay when it isn't. i just can't i am not that girl

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Sep 27, 2016

Sep 27, 2016 at 8:03 PM UTC

i am not that girl

i am the girl that sleeps all day i'm that girl that never puts her laundry away i am the girl that sings in the car i'm that girl that looks from afar i am the girl that makes all the jokes i'm that girl that has high hopes i am the girl that lives selflessly i'm that girl caring, effortlessly i am the girl that is broken from inside, i'm that girl wounded from a guy i am the girl your mother warned you about i'm that girl. because i can never live up to the pedestal expectations of society. i can't be your cam girl. i can't reply to your two am text. i can't say yes when my body says no. i can't pretend like it's okay when it isn't. i just can't i am not that girl

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I have holes in my shoes from the miles I've walked, Tired, wandering, lonely and lost. I've counted the notches, Struck every time, But never able to call anyone mine. I walk with my lonely soul, down the blackened trail, Feeling weak, weary, and frail. I have put in my time, Taken every punch, But now there isn't much. My soul yearns for someone to love, And for someone to see me in entirety, And to be loved for once, finally.

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Aug 13, 2016

Aug 13, 2016 at 2:51 PM UTC

Untitled

I have holes in my shoes from the miles I've walked, Tired, wandering, lonely and lost. I've counted the notches, Struck every time, But never able to call anyone mine. I walk with my lonely soul, down the blackened trail, Feeling weak, weary, and frail. I have put in my time, Taken every punch, But now there isn't much. My soul yearns for someone to love, And for someone to see me in entirety, And to be loved for once, finally.

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I'm good fun and games, at least that's what everybody thinks. I can be a sultry goddess, or a lonely homebody. I can be a lot of things. You're good fun

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Jul 18, 2016

Jul 18, 2016 at 12:09 PM UTC

Play Me

I'm good fun and games, at least that's what everybody thinks. I can be a sultry goddess, or a lonely homebody. I can be a lot of things. You're good fun

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I'm a good **** I can tell you the directional derivative of a function though. But who gives a **** I can drive you wild and blow your mind. But beauty can beat brains. And my lips can sing songs, or they can bring you to fruition. Depending on the angle, the place, and the time of day, I can be a whole other person. Sometimes I have to pick and choose who I am going to be today.

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Jul 11, 2016

Jul 11, 2016 at 5:35 PM UTC

Untitled

I'm a good **** I can tell you the directional derivative of a function though. But who gives a **** I can drive you wild and blow your mind. But beauty can beat brains. And my lips can sing songs, or they can bring you to fruition. Depending on the angle, the place, and the time of day, I can be a whole other person. Sometimes I have to pick and choose who I am going to be today.

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she could end it all. no one could stop her. complete power in her small hands. finally some control over something. the bath water would no longer be clear, but burn crimson red. nobody was there. all alone with herself, and her thoughts. her stupid mouth and her stupid thoughts. she hated herself. like no other hatred. her body her mind her soul, swallowed by the darkness and consumed by the crimson red. she was a good girl, she did was she was told. she brought happiness to others, and smiles and tears. she was troubled, but all smiles. no one would of thought she would do it. she was smart enough to know. she should have been smarter. but she never could measure up to anything. she was a disgrace. her broken body and soul lay across the floor. all she ever wanted in life, gone. gone the crimson red rushed around her shattered being, giving her an ethereal glow. she looked happy, at peace.

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Jul 15, 2015

Jul 15, 2015 at 12:37 PM UTC

death becomes her

she could end it all. no one could stop her. complete power in her small hands. finally some control over something. the bath water would no longer be clear, but burn crimson red. nobody was there. all alone with herself, and her thoughts. her stupid mouth and her stupid thoughts. she hated herself. like no other hatred. her body her mind her soul, swallowed by the darkness and consumed by the crimson red. she was a good girl, she did was she was told. she brought happiness to others, and smiles and tears. she was troubled, but all smiles. no one would of thought she would do it. she was smart enough to know. she should have been smarter. but she never could measure up to anything. she was a disgrace. her broken body and soul lay across the floor. all she ever wanted in life, gone. gone the crimson red rushed around her shattered being, giving her an ethereal glow. she looked happy, at peace.

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i once knew a boy, he wasn't any boy, he was mine. he had troubles and lost spirits, he lost his way. i could not find him anymore. i searched and searched the dark mists for him, but all i could see were shadows. things that once were, things that should have been. i once knew a boy, who taught me how to love. it wasn't an ordinary love, it was our love.

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Jul 15, 2015

Jul 15, 2015 at 12:30 PM UTC

poor poor boy

i once knew a boy, he wasn't any boy, he was mine. he had troubles and lost spirits, he lost his way. i could not find him anymore. i searched and searched the dark mists for him, but all i could see were shadows. things that once were, things that should have been. i once knew a boy, who taught me how to love. it wasn't an ordinary love, it was our love.

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you stupid girl you really thought that you could be happy you really thought that you could do something nice you stupid girl once those demons enter your life, you can never be happy. a lie. a rumor. false. you can never be happy. the devil is here.

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Jul 15, 2015

Jul 15, 2015 at 12:27 PM UTC

That's What Happens

you stupid girl you really thought that you could be happy you really thought that you could do something nice you stupid girl once those demons enter your life, you can never be happy. a lie. a rumor. false. you can never be happy. the devil is here.

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