They cried when I was a child
Their eyes would burn with resentment
i was exquisite
They laughed when I was a teenager
Their stomachs overflowing with glee
i was grotesque
So I tried to be...
Smart
Stupid
Funny
Outgoing
Shy
Then I....
Lied
Starved
Cheated
Bullied
Betrayed
Hurt
Daughter, don't you see? The world will always hate you; you are competition.
Why?
I didn't want to compete
Didn't want to win the race
Didn't want a gold medal
Didn't want to be first
You are competition because you are alive.
You have fire in your eyes
Flowers in your hair
Sun in the darkest of your eyes
I was a brilliant fish swimming in the ocean, against the tide.
Why?
Because only dead fish follow the current
This poem sums up the last couple years of my life. I'm finally happy:) (and most importantly) myself.