I'm THAT Girl

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
Some people never understand what they do to you.

Submitted: May 27, 2011

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Submitted: May 27, 2011



All you do is stare. You stare that listless stare that looks right past me, seeing through every pore as my self confidence oozes out of me, evaporating in the air. Now, in my time of need, you can't even utter a single comforting word, not a hug or a kiss on the cheek. All you do is stare. Why do you sit with your mouth sewn shut? Do I need the jaws of life to open your jaw and allow the words to spill? Do I need a candle to melt away the wax you have used to seal the gateway to your voice? Or do I simply need to be more perfect? That perfect little china doll that stands in the corner, shiny and smiling, not a care in the world. Why do you keep your mouth sewn shut? I'm plagued with my own self-loathing. A disease spotted with black clouds of brain bruises from the mental and physical lashings. The ones that travel in the form of drawings, of notes, of rumors, and the ones that leave an explosion of hatred. Hatred that blooms like a blood-red flower as it travels through the cracks and crevices of my brains, fueled by the self-loathing you cause. I'm plagued with my own self-loathing. I'm the girl you've always known. The wall flower that sits in the corner that only speaks when spoken to, when acknowledged. The one who's too kind for her own good, and knows it. I'm the girl you love to hate, the one you stab in the back, and the one you leave there to bleed. The one you took advantage of. I'm the girl you've always known. I'm THAT girl.

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