S**t

A conversation (kind of) I had today.

My fingers 

Drum 

Drum 

Drum against my leg.

I gnaw on my lip,

Lick off the blood,

Rinse, 

Lather, 

Repeat. 

My leg shakes, 

My whole body shakes.

My eyes droop downwards,

Like drops of water.

My tangled hair swishes as I

Shake away the fatigue.

"You look like s**t."

I stare over at the boy. 

Giggle, shrug.

"S**t suits me, I think."

Author's Note

I'm really enjoying writing like this, could you tell?

Reviews

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

hardcore!~ I like the raw honesty~ the last line brings it home perfectly~ lol

[vincentbals]

I enjoyed reading it. Very great ending! Thanks!

[Brittany]

Haha this is great (: I love it! It's so natural and real

[Ebb and Flow]

Loved it. I loved the carelessness of the speaker when saying that s**t suits them. No one has to look their best 100% of the time.

[Candylove.]

truly, a fantastic piece! It's blunt and is extremely well written. I reallllllllly like this, good work! :)

[Sports Girl]

Nice poem

[Robin]

interesting last line if it suits you :) I like the style

[Moonflower]

This is great. :)

[the in between]

its kind of a surprise at the end :) i liked it. why was the character gnawing on her lip over and over?

I'm pretty sure I can tell you're having fun. I love dialog in writing, and you seem to have quite a knack for it. Whatever happened to you, don't stop. This is very good stuff I've been reading. Keep writing and playing with these situational dialogs. Can't wait for new ones! Thanks