The girl with the tree branch tattoo
cherry blossoms dancing on her wrist
to hide the scars of her teenage years
when she was too sad to exist
The girl with the gray-blue eyes
reminded me of rainfall when she cried
but it was rare that she did,
she kept her feelings inside
The girl who stares at the stars
she makes up stories about their lives
as if they are people like her
as if they too struggle to get by
The girl in your dream
and the girl in your nightmare
she’ll write poems about herself in third person
and she’ll **** herself for a dare