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  Dec 2017 F
She Writes
I am trying to blend,
In a word filled with the opressed,
Distressed, and self-obsessed.
It leaves me a little depressed.

Authenticity is hard to come by.
Everyone is medicated.
Facades often created.
The fakery I have always hated.

I don’t belong.
All they see is skin.
Doesn’t matter what’s within.
Could care less where I’ve been.

Show me something below the surface.
Give me something more.
Let your feelings out til’ your throat is sore.
Be real, that’s all I ask for.
  Dec 2017 F
She Writes
Yes I am clingy,
But you will never find someone
There for you like I will be.

Yes I am needy,
But when you need reassurance
I’ll be full of soothing words.

Yes I am jealous,
But you will never find someone
More loyal than me.

Yes I am possessive,
But you will never find someone
That values you like I do.

Yes I have flaws, I am human. Please don’t fault me for loving the way I do.
  Dec 2017 F
She Writes
Why does love have to be a constant battle? Why is it wrong to just tell the one you love that you love them? When did it become more socially accepted to hide how you feel, and treat each other like ****? Why is it normal to push away when someone gets close rather than embrace it? Why is everyone so afraid to love? I am so tired of playing games. So tired of the power struggle. So tired of playing hard to get, but not too hard to get. Sick of feeling like I am clingy or wrong for wanting to be around people I care about. Why are those who express how they feel viewed as weak? It takes a lot more strength to share how you feel than it does to close yourself off from the world. It’s no wonder people feel sad, lonely, miserable, unloved, and alone! Why do we do this to each other.
I just really needed an outlet to vent how I feel. I am so tired of hurting, and seeing others around me hurt. All this pain could be so easily avoided if we could all just be honest with ourselves and each other.
  Dec 2017 F
She Writes
As I sit over here
Thinking about you
I wonder if you’re sitting over there
Thinking about me too

I’d never ask
Out of fear
That I am not the one
On your mind, dear

I’d rather live with hope
That you think of me, lover
Than know for sure
It is another
  Dec 2017 F
She Writes
Your attention is my addiction,
And I need a fix.
  Dec 2017 F
She Writes
I’d rather you scream at me for ten hours,
Than give me the silent treatment for one.
Screaming shows me you care in a twisted way,
Silence shows me you couldn’t care less.
  Dec 2017 F
She Writes
I miss you
And you aren’t even gone yet
From experience
I know how this will end

One day you will find someone new
Meet someone funnier; prettier
You’ll slowly slip away
All while denying anything is wrong

When you look into her eyes
You will see a future
When you look in my eyes
You see lust and desire

There is no future for us here
so why do I let myself fall in love anyway?

— The End —