Chaos. Poem by Sarah Kelly

She sits pondering life as though nothing in the world can distract her but that’s the whole problem everything in the world is her distraction she is everything everyone she knows only what she sees and strives to learn what else she doesn’t not know. She sits and ponders if anyone can ever truly love her because in our world a complicated world can a complicate girl ever be truly loved? She never truly speaks what’s in her heart frightened of what they will say what he will say. It’s a trap only enough for one one in a million survive normally the ones who don’t think or just jump and sometimes jumping is okay but here here is it okay for me small and innocent and scared of what he will say. Is he true, does he care or is he a lie, a mirage amongst the back dropp of time, a face for the ages. Only time can truly tell and how is it truly possible for a girl of my stature to really be appealing to a boy of his stature and magnificence? I fear not it will not work I am not right not good not strong not thin not smart not perfect in any way imaginable will he love me? Can he even try? Will he even try? Is it possible to be his girl his dream his love his one and only? Impossible. Impossible is never is always and never ending an impossible feat.