No One Loves Me Anymore
No one looks at me.
No one loves me anymore.
They whisper, as though I can't hear them.
But I do.
Because the girl with no arm is different.
Dangerous, even.
No one will be able to love me - not after what I will do.
I'm lonely.
And I will do whatever it takes to get noticed.
👁 1💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.