Shrouded Poem by Jessica Paige Davies

Shrouded

Rating: 3.0


I'm lonely.
They've all left me.
My friends and family,
All gone with happy faces.

What do you expect me to say with honesty?
You call me a genius,
A prodigy.
Nay that's all a lie.

It's called hard work,
Determination and devotion.
So please don't laugh and smirk,
I don't want to wear this mask any longer.

I'm tired of being the good girl,
But I don't want to disappoint.
Maybe I'm greedy like a clams pearl,
Shinning like a star, yet deceiving.

I don't want to be saved,
Yet I want to be free.
I'm a selfish bird that's caged,
My feathers clipped and trimmed.

Maybe I'm strange,
Maybe I'm bizarre.
Like a red button in loose change,
A robin shrouded in darkness.

Saturday, December 20, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: dark
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
My inspiration for this poem didn't really come from myself in particular, but at the time I wrote this I felt a little under pressure; some even started to call me a genius. So yeah, this is a poem that doesn't make much sense (to me anyway) , but I hope others will enjoy it.
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