Candice Renae Williams

Rookie (Jan.10 1985 / Martin, Kentucky)

A Girl In The Corner - Poem by Candice Renae Williams

Ignore me.
I do not realize-
I have absolutely no poise
and I have no ties anymore.
For no one can be trusted.
Will they all turn by me?
Assist me.
I am just a girl in the corner,
alone in her own miserable company.
And aching,
Deeply into despair-
Why do they stand by each other?
Leave me.
I want to have meaning too,
may be then I will find another.
And may be then I will prove it to them.
Will I spoil the standing somehow?
Stop me.
My imaginings are gone,
they flew out the window.
And I hear the odium’s bell-sweet release.
When can I get theses similes out of my skull?
Remind me.
I can not handle anymore dismissal.
I think that I will just lie down and sigh-
And perhaps cry with a bit more emotion.
What makes my mind so lacking in the finding?
Fake me.
I find myself wiping off the stares.
I hear the mutterings which only I can comprehend.
Words no longer spoil anymore.
When did the line end?
Lose me.

“The itsy bitsy writer crept
downward come the hand and scratch the fire out-
And circle a round the rhyming- the eroding, pocket filled of posers—

Do we all dropp down?

Ignore me.

Comments about A Girl In The Corner by Candice Renae Williams

  • (3/26/2005 11:33:00 PM)

    or I was in a sad mood. You see the original was called Alone
    I sit alone,
    in a desk by the corner.
    No one sees me,
    Yet, I'm there
    Heads turn,
    but not in my direction
    moutsh speak,
    but not to me.
    people will see,
    but they still don't see me.
    Now, its time to go
    Tears are wept,
    but not for me.
    Goodbyes are said,
    but they are not for me
    They laugh with joy,
    I've known only sorrow
    To me it is all one dream
    where I wonder if someday
    they'll turn and just see me'
    Strange...I hate revisions, Today I like this poem better than the girl in the corner.

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  • (3/26/2005 11:30:00 PM)

    I found this one to be hard to revise. The orginal was a lot more 'woe is me' And I wanted to portray the girl in the corner as losing her grip on sanity yet writing still writing revision after revision... and changing only her mind with each imagined put-down. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 25, 2005

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