I May Be A Disappointment But At Least I'm Still Me

I May Be A Disappointment But At Least I'm Still Me

A Poem by Hope

I lose my keys on Firday nights
at houses I don't belong in
and 
I lose my shoes tripping over
boys praying to touch my skin

I lose my brush in bathrooms 
with unfamiliar showers
and
I lose my stomach in bushes
covered in sickening flowers

I lose my temper with the woman
who gave birth to me
and
I lose my virtue in a foreign bed
to a boy who is twenty-three

Between the two of us,
I assure you I could never trade
I may not please the others with
my hair and my eyes and my grade--

But you've lost yourself to
the system tasked to educate us
and
though it cost me my reputation
I will never join the mindless

© 2014 Hope


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I'm not disappointed in you I will only send up my best Prayers Great writings.

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Added on December 16, 2014
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Tags: loss, school