The Fears Which Are Felt By None But Her...

Inspired by my life. I am "her."

What is a girl to do
When she is blessedly cursed with timidity?
Her silence is her Achilles' heel,
A weight she can feel but cannot see.

He called her "pretty" but that
Was the only saving grace.
He made another comment,
Which he would never say to her face.

Why must she hold her tongue,
In front of all but her mom,
She must gather her strength,
And ask him to the Junior Prom.

With prom but a month away,
Her time is quickly running out,
Her thoughts race and her stomach flutters,
As she considers all the factors of doubt.

He could say "no" and laugh in her face
He could touch her cheek and say "yes",
The fear is too much for her to bear,
"Oh well," she thinks, "at least I didn't buy a dress."

Reviews

[Jacqueline Lopez]

Wow! I love this poem,because you just described a prom girls out there! Very nice.

[Samuel Dickens]

I know this must be a very tense time for you, as it is for many others. I'll keep my fingers crossed for you.

[Elissa; the genuine art..]

I like this. It flowed quite well and many people can relate to it.
Remember; you only live once, so if you don't try then you will never know what could have happened.

-Elissa :D