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You don't know me.
Or my unrequited dreams,
You haven't seen my failure,
Or witnessed me endure,
You don't hear my heartbeat,
Or the patter of my feet,
You can't feel my nerves on end,
Or see how my fingers bend,
You don't know my secrets,
Or memories I'd like to forget,
You haven't heard me sigh,
Or stifle a small cry,
You've seen me everyday,
Said you love me in every way.
But how can that even be,
If you still don't know me?
I don't know you,
Or the hurt you've been through.
I haven't seen your tears,
Or been with you all these years.
I never watched you struggle,
Or listened to your troubles.
I don't know the beat in your chest,
Or how you wish it would rest.
I never felt your pain,
Or that internal rain.
But I know your scars,
They were written in the stars.
Like the ones that riddle my arms,
Such horrible bad luck charms.
I don't even know you,
But I pray that you'll fight through.
You used to be my friend
A light in the dark,
You promised til the bitter end,
That day in the park.
Now our names are on a bench
Never to be known,
Our friendship in a trench,
Frozen and alone.
I thought that I knew you,
We were two parts of a whole,
Now I can see through
Your callous, dark soul.
Sure I cry for you,
At least who you were,
But I'll build myself anew,
And forget to remember.
If only I could tell you,
I love you so dearly,
I'm afraid of letting you close,
I live so fearfully.
I know I'm breaking you up,
I'm killing you inside,
I would absorb your love,
But I'm scared I'll fly.
A poem from 2011
My days are numbered,
My life encumbered.
So I'll give myself more,
From the bottom of my very core.
Your fear was a beast,
It consumed you whole as you stood.
Tearing out from your chest
It ejected words like bile.
"This is the end of us,
Feel the pulse of death,
Maggots wriggle for your soul,
This... is.... the end!"
Sickly sweet it stuck to my face,
Sour and rancid and terrible.
Your fear poured out from inside
A gaping hole that spilled red.
Your fear was a beast,
That consumed you whole as I watched.
I am more than just regurgitated knowledge.
I am more than a statistic.
I am more than just a book worm.
I am more than a nerd.
I am more than just a tough little girl.
I am more than a rebel.
I am more than just the clothes I wear.
I am more than makeup on a face.
I am more than just my father's daughter.
I am more than a sister.
I am more than just a face in the morning.
I am more than a lover.
I am more than just someone.
I am more than nothing.
I
AM
MORE.
I'll watch you burn
Consumed by flames
Without a name.
I won't make a sound
Move  single muscle
Raise a finger.
You built this fate for yourself
You poured gasoline
Set the flame.
You crafted airplanes
Out of paper and tape.
Putting faith in a hero
Minus tights and cape.
Someone to take you
Up into the sky.
You and your planes
Soaring high.
He carried you there
On his shoulders wide.
Your hero took you
A paper airplane ride.
For years you flew
With paper and hero.
Airplanes gliding
Gravity zero.
Til your hero tired
Could carry no more.
You traded your paper planes
For engines that roar.
Your hero smiled
As you took to the sky.
You no longer needed him
To make you fly.
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