Mistakes
Tears stream down a stone cold face
A heart beats
A heart wants
Love, to not love
Two conflicting states in a small body
It hurts
Hot flushed cheeks
A lump in my throat
Blurry green eyes
Why am I never enough?
Why do I always mess up?
She smiles at me for a second
But she remembers
I am not the character she wrote the script for
This poem is about:
Me
My family