"overbolded" poems
Girl. the word that separates
and complicates
making each of us, less equal
I’m a girl and rarely
have I ever been treated fairly.
We are all human and should be treated as one.
So why am I not allowed to kick the ball and run?
Just like a white crayon you think I useless.
But you’re just really clueless, because I CAN.
yet at the same time I can’t,
since the men are on top you see
high above any other
don’t take it as a bother
being below and under and where we will be.
Because I’m just a girl,I’m not treated fairly
The Overbolded Beauty © 2016
Jun 2, 2016
Jun 2, 2016 at 10:29 PM UTC
I'm tired of giving myself away just for you.
I'm tired of giving all the time I have. When you won't give me a second of yours.
I'm tired of the unreturned phone calls.
I tired of the text messages with no replies.
I'm tired of the unsaid hellos,
and the never said goodbyes.
But most of all I'm tired of you pretending like I never existed.
of feeling angry.
of seeing how you replaced me with her.
of now hearing you laughs or your jokes
of not feeling the smile on my face, when you enter a room.
I'm Tired.
The Overbolded Beauty © 2016
Jun 2, 2016
Jun 2, 2016 at 10:50 PM UTC