That Girl - Poem by Persephone Springs
Did you know that every time you called me ugly I believed it?
Did you know that I gave up a long time ago?
Did you know that I want to be that girl?
I want to be that girl with long hair, and gorgeous eyes
I want to be that girl who gets the guy
I want to be that girl who always looks beautiful
But instead I look like every other girl that you have ever ignored
I have never bothered to look nice because no one ever notices
I never opened because that would mean caring
So what happens to a dream deferred?
I'm not entirely sure
But my dream of not being alone
Of being that girl
Well that dream, is eating me alive
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