Just a Fading Memory

Just a Fading Memory

A Poem by AmbiguousRobot
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This explains things

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Waking up in the morning

I wonder why I’m here

Why the dreams I have are far more complex

Than my life will ever become

I wonder why my sisters dying

And my parents don’t seem to notice

Too busy with everyday

To look at the sad girl in the city

 

I smile because I have to

Ignore the pain

That’s never leaving

Smile because that’s who I am

The quiet girl tricking herself to be happy

Broken by the wicked

Trying everyday to recover from the cruelness

To love the boy I once despised

To forget

To be the person they expect

 

To live the life she hates

That she wants to run away from

The life her family said would be so easy

For a pretty girl like her

 

Her friends don’t question

Why such a kind soul

Never talks about herself

Never looks sad

And always smiles

 

Every day is more pointless then the last

Every moment a fading memory

© 2013 AmbiguousRobot


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Wow 15 views and not a comment, I am excited to be the first, and I shall bestow this one with honor as it is well written. It reminded me of Plath in a good way! Bravo!

Posted 11 Years Ago


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J Todd Underhill

11 Years Ago

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AmbiguousRobot

11 Years Ago

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Added on April 1, 2013
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