Oh So Fragile

Just an old poem I wrote to let out some steam.

Oh So Fragile

Oh so fragile, oh so sweet… oh so pure.

Oh so many lies.

Oh so happy, oh so funny... oh so pretty.

oh so many lies.

Oh so stupid, oh so ugly... oh such a burden

oh so true

My life, who I am… a lie. Smiles start to fade, hair starts turning gray. And all I hear is, can you “Hold On Till May?” No...Yes? I don’t know. Do I want to live? Do I want to give? Society doesn't want me to, friends….family don’t want me to. Do I want to? To Stay in this miserable place called earth. To stay oh so fragile?

    Or do I leave. Do I end the pain now...before I turn numb. Its starting to sink in. The numbness is taking over me. Like a demon possesses a child. Slowly taking over her body, destroying all that is pure and good, but what good is there? Do I leave? Do I end the pain now? Am I just that girl….That Girl Who Didn't want to be saved…..

     Oh So Fragile….

                       

                               -Ari Batang

Author's Note

Total amateur writing

Reviews

[zainul]

Ari,your expression is unique.
You may be fragile,but you will not give up.
You will live happily like others.

[Ari]

Thanks! That really means a lot!

[zainul]

You are most welcome,dear poet.:)