I need you.
But I won't tell you.
Like before I pretend to be self-sufficient.

I want you.
But I won't tell you.
Even if warned I should tell you.

I will keep my wants and needs within my head.
A secret that only I will know so well.

I love you.
This I know deep down inside.
But this I will tell you because you make me smile.

Title; A young girl and a curse

What page are we on?
What number did she say?
"Ssssh stop asking questions"
"Be quiet"
"Go away"

Can you repeat the question please?
Could you demonstrate?
"Stop fooling around girl"
"We've moved on"
"You're just too late"

I can't quiet the words
The red it hurts my mind
"Up late watching TV
Were you?"
-"I'm guessing not mastermind!"

Please don't make fun of me
You'll only make it worse
"You'll have to learn to cope, child"
A YOUNG GIRL AND A CURSE

There's a reflection of sunlight on my wall
And when it flickers
And I catch it out the corner of my eye
I pretend it's the face of someone
The face of you, maybe
Or the face of a clown
Laughing at me
Then the sun fades
And I'm alone again