The girl with a tattoo

The girl with a tattoo
Was cool, witty, fun, hot and very pretty
She had piercing
She had money
She had a stylish bike
And everything she wanted
But deep down she was sad, she was down
She wanted love
She wanted friends
She wanted care
She hated this unwanted fame
She cried every night
She was scared, she was tensed, she was unhappy but nobody ever understood her pain
She covered her scars, tears and loneliness with the ink scribbled on her skin
And let herself bloom from the cracks of hurt within.

Reviews

[Vertigo Cat1111]

What I really love about this poem, is the hope at the end. Your words were beautifully written, and this is the truth. You can have fame and popularity, but do you really feel anything with friends and loved ones? You captured this perfectly.