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

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