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i am more than the words he spits in my face when he is too angry to care how heavy and hurtful they might be i am entirely too silent and breathing smoke into my innocent lungs that i did not choose to inhale in the first place i am alone in a classroom filled with twenty-eight other students because i can't bear the thought of rejection i am the youngest sibling watching her oldest brother fall to pieces on the back porch while her mother screams i am the only daughter listening to her youngest brother say he doesn't care about his family enough to live closer i am not worth the spare change in your wallet or an unsealed letter missing a stamp and return address to home i am not worth the torn edges of my unused history book or scarred knuckes from holding my own hand too hard i am hardly worth the free time you have while you're doing your homework and think it's okay to text me lies i am quieter nowadays because you told me one time when i wasn't speaking anymore that i meant something to you i am the girl who wants olive skin and brighter eyes and a golden crown of hair that might make you think you love me i am sitting at a table full of people who say they love me but don't know anything about me except what i decide to tell them i am often alone on holidays because i tend to lose interest in things that represent temporary smiles and affection i am telling all these lies with my bitten fingernails and backwards hiccups but there might be a little truth in it all i am no longer talking myself out of falling for you because i've convinced myself that you might be worth it
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Dec 30, 2011
Dec 30, 2011 at 10:45 PM UTC
all i need is you needing me.
i am more than the words he spits in my face when he is too angry to care how heavy and hurtful they might be i am entirely too silent and breathing smoke into my innocent lungs that i did not choose to inhale in the first place i am alone in a classroom filled with twenty-eight other students because i can't bear the thought of rejection i am the youngest sibling watching her oldest brother fall to pieces on the back porch while her mother screams i am the only daughter listening to her youngest brother say he doesn't care about his family enough to live closer i am not worth the spare change in your wallet or an unsealed letter missing a stamp and return address to home i am not worth the torn edges of my unused history book or scarred knuckes from holding my own hand too hard i am hardly worth the free time you have while you're doing your homework and think it's okay to text me lies i am quieter nowadays because you told me one time when i wasn't speaking anymore that i meant something to you i am the girl who wants olive skin and brighter eyes and a golden crown of hair that might make you think you love me i am sitting at a table full of people who say they love me but don't know anything about me except what i decide to tell them i am often alone on holidays because i tend to lose interest in things that represent temporary smiles and affection i am telling all these lies with my bitten fingernails and backwards hiccups but there might be a little truth in it all i am no longer talking myself out of falling for you because i've convinced myself that you might be worth it
written december 2010.
izzy-nolan
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izzy-nolan
American
Dec 30, 2011
Dec 30, 2011 at 10:45 PM UTC
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