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Bekah Halle
Poems
17h
I think you still look at me that way
I think you still look at me,
like you did when I was a kid —
Forever seeing me
as my younger, wilder (freer) self,
When you look at me, still,
All my childish ways were for nothing,
But, I see them as my "red pill"
transforming me into something —
I think you also still see me
lying in that coma.
Your dreams dashed for the ideal daughter's glee
You wished to live out your long-lost desires...
So you dressed me, did my hair
made me up like a daisy doll
lying there without sound to share,
I couldn't protest, I wore that knoll.
But, now —
Here I am,
With a voice less shallow
Yelling: "I am not that kid anymore!"
So, how do you like that pill —
to swallow?
Written by
Bekah Halle
43/F/Australia
(43/F/Australia)
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