She Woke Up

Mon, 11/02/2015 - 14:44 -- ceciliv

A baby girl is born on April 29,1998

She is asleep

Four years later, she's able to talk and walk

She is ready for her first day of school

She makes friends with ease and she has not a worry in the world

The first ten years of her life are simple

No problems with her family, or friends, or herself

Something happens when she turns eleven

She does not want to go to school anymore

She cries and cries and cries and cries

"Why am I not good enough?" she asks to herself repeatedly

"Is it because I'm ugly?'

"Is it because I'm fat?"

"Is it because I'm dumb?"

"Is it because I'm quiet?"

This little girl is full of self hate

She is dead

Something happens when she turns fourteen

“I am good enough.”

“I am beautiful.”

“I am smart.”

“I am quiet.”

She is awake

She is alive

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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