Nichole Herrin Poems

Her family is broken.
Her father's never home and when
he is, he doesn't even notice her.
Her brother is never here, always with
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I keep telling myself
keep trying, just
keep trying to ignore
what they say about
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Life is like a river.
It is faster at some parts
slower at other
but always putting
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I learned not to cry.
Because if I did all my pain would come out.
I learned to hide behind my mask.
So people couldn't see my pain.
...

Afraid of being herself
she became what they wanted.
She tried to hide who she was
but after a while
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I am surrounded by fog,
can't see an inch in front of my face.
I feel uncertain of this fog,
it's not the kind you want to be around.
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I'm just a sad little girl,
passing through.
Acting as though I'll be here forever,
forever happy and smiling.
...

As I sit here, I forget why
I'm here. I forget everything
before and to happen.
I just sit here.
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I'm the quiet girl, no one knew.
I'm the one they see,
the one who's just rushing around.
Avoiding talking.
...

I'm not here.
I'm just a mere ghost
of the girl who was.
I look the same,
...