How can i be the W***e who is a virgin, or the b***h who is just surviving?
When the accuser is a best friend one I thought had gotten me?
One I thought I knew to trust even through the s**t and murk,
the one I though wouldn't be the jerk that tears my trust and pulls my sides.
The one who goes through guys like candy while I sit on the sidelines, holding out my hand and my shoulder to cry
when everything in her pampered world all falls apart.
How can i be the w***e who's only real relationship was that of a crush and a fallen hope?
How can i be the b***h when i try to protect myself from the world that she is sheltered from?
when life is like a faerie tale and I'm the evil stepsister who always takes the blame?
How can i live as a person when i am pushed around
when as the strong and capable one i am the one criticized until i fall deeper into the ground.
How can I be the one they all admire as the independent one who needs no man
when all I want is for arms to hold me and my world turned around?
I don't care if I'd fall apart so long as I could feel in my heart, something other than pain.
I wouldn't care if the world were to end because all over again i could feel.
How can I be the one who is always in the wrong and the projection of all the hypocritical flaws she refuses to see in herself when I am but my own person, I am but myself?
A young lady should never have all those problems be it a w***e or b***h.
Life as we know it isn't fair that's just the way it is and most likely will be
for sometime to come. All we could ever do is ignore the ignorance of
others and carve out our own niche in life. Wow this poem/vent must of
been a guity pleasure., maybe it's time to find a new crowd to hang with?
Nice write Raven Chin up :)
Well I can relate to this one as well... this is actually something that I'm going throught right now... I certainly feel the emotion in this. It always is a terrible things when you can't stand the people that you call friends...
Amazing write!!
I love it. I know the feeling, I have a friend like that. You'll be better off without em. The guy I've been in love with since i can remember. Is one of the 4 guys my w***e friend is in love or as she says " Jacklin im not in love, I LOVE HIM- Well i kinda hate her. lol sory didnt mean to give you my life story, Great Work
I very much like this poem in all it's darkness. I too have very dark and guarded areas deep within me that very few people if any have been privy to. It is a life long struggle (I believe) to shed light on these areas of the soul to bring healing and understanding. You are a very talented writer, I feel the cry of your soul to be set free. It will come as you explore yourself and put those realizations to pen. It will also come with trusting others that prove themself worthy of that trust. I look forward to reading more of your pieces, and I wish the best for you in your pursuit of true love and happiness.
Great writing!
Well, there are different thoughts which spring to mind, after reading this piece of writing. Clearly, it is bleak, negative and slightly disturbing in places. Other feelings here, include self-blame, desire for punishment and low self-esteem.
Whilst reading, I wondered if this had been written for your studying, or just as an experimental piece of your own? Either way, the old-fashioned wording in places, rings true, and adds to the conviction of your words! Thankyou, for sharing this, and keep writing, Raven!
Biting betrayal, this poem cuts and lashes deep, a flawless retort to the accusations brought up against you. Well done, well written, and I commend you on the strength of this. You were unwavering throughout the poem, keeping straight to prove your purity.
this is a fabulous poem. I feel the anger in here, the emotions are expressed well. I liked how some of the lines were questions. Nice touch and well done! :)
Wow. There is such passion here. This poem is a punch in the chest.
In a monologue I would be worried that if I coughed and annoyed you...
all of that aggression that can not be exhausted would then have a target
to attack without mercy. What a feeling you have created here. You have
made the reader a part of your work. Awesome!
My name is Raven, I currently reside in a very obscure little town near the Canadian border in New York. At this moment I am eighteen years of age. My favorite topics deal with heartbreak, pain, loss,.. more..