Twisted Changes.

Thank you Ben.

I feel pathetic.

Like I am this wretched figure,

Never seeming to do anything right.

 

My self esteem is nonexsistent.

Relying solely on others' thoughts.

How other people perceive me as,

Is my only concern.

As if my purpose in life is to please others.

 

A little girl stands frightened on the side of the playground.

Watching the other children play,

Longing to be part of that merriment.

Who can she befriend?

Who can she connect with,

A life-long bond that only starts as a young child?

 

The playground changes.

And so does the little girl.

Her parents want nothing but the best for her,

So she had to say goodbye to her new friends.

And into a new school, a new place, she goes.

Luckily, this time, the people she gets to spend time with,

Will be there for the next couple years.

 

My mind only matures,

Yet, still trying to embrace the past.

I try desperately to fit in,

To agree with the friend's I've chosen,

To not stand out in the crowd.

 

The girl changes again.

Thrust into the most threatening place of all.

She's only heard bad things about here,

And will be doing this all alone.

She stands alone. By herself.

Lost in a sea of unfamiliar faces.

 

Masks only hide my true self.

I cling to them like I would cling to a buoy.

I'm shipwrecked.

A new face,

A new person.

But inside, I'm hollow.

 

She's different now.

No longer does she yearn for the merriment of playmates,

Nor is she deathly afraid of where she's going.

That little girl has grown,

And transformed herself into the person she needed to be.

So she could survive changes in life.

She needed to be able to be on her own.

It was a lonely road she traveled.

 

I yearn constantly for companionship.

I need motivation on a daily basis,

I just needed someone to be there.

And they were.

 

 

This twisted world wasn't meant to be traveled alone.

Author's Note

Its a little all over the place, I realize. But what did you think of it??

Reviews

[MOON]

Good write needs a bit more focus but good.

[f**k you]

I really did like this. The mood was tragic, but didn't linger on the "obvious" feelings of tradgedy, moreso on the surroundings that build onto it. I really enjoyed how you focused not on the description, but the depth. I can't explain it, it just felt very lifelike. I'm not sure if it's the way you wrote it, or my own personal experiences, but I can relate extremely well to this and I think that is why I enjoyed it. However, I feel like you could somehow give a stronger emotion in this. The ending seems a bit flat. Great work nonetheless!!


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