She's screaming to me
It's shrill
Her throat is made of liquid
Then there are those words
She crows
Beckons-
She hates me
I thought it was okay
until I heard her
"Stop crying!"
... she's winning
She's so much stronger
Why can't you be like her?
She's so much stronger
Flawless face
Gorgeous eyes
"Wipe those droplets, girl"
"Breathe."
"Shout back."
"You're better than that."
Mar 24, 2012
Mar 24, 2012 at 9:48 PM UTC
She's screaming to me
It's shrill
Her throat is made of liquid
Then there are those words
She crows
Beckons-
She hates me
I thought it was okay
until I heard her
"Stop crying!"
... she's winning
She's so much stronger
Why can't you be like her?
She's so much stronger
Flawless face
Gorgeous eyes
"Wipe those droplets, girl"
"Breathe."
"Shout back."
"You're better than that."
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