SelfA Poem by tayla timpanoI think this is the best I have ever described myself.
I never feel beautiful.
But when I'm just wearing a t-shirt and there's a boy on top of me, that's when I'm ugliest. I own too many white dresses and silver bracelets that smash together while I walk. I like the sound they make, because I can't stand silence. I'm the daughter of a feminist who stays out of my life. I'm the daughter of a quiet man who stays out of my life; I get A's and they don't care. I have an anxiety disorder, I'm on birth control and take multivitamins. I'm so weak that carrying my textbooks hurt, but I love them. I want to be sickly thin with long hair and piercings. Dreadlocks maybe? No facial piercings, though. The stack of books beside my bed is getting taller. I read too much and fall in love with every character: (Right now I love Beatle who meets Destiny). I don't like people touching me, it stings and stays on my skin for hours. I give bad hugs. I collect crystals and flowers. My horoscope is always right, and I want to believe in something.
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