i feel particularly small
which isn't unusual, i guess
when quiet, belittling thoughts
always leave you second best
but in this early dawn
these hours i sit alone
i see so clear the sins
for which i must atone
please excuse my body
please ignore my thighs
never mind the dark circles
rimming 'neath my eyes
don't you ever dare say
you love me; it's not real
shut your eyes and go to bed
take pride in dreams you steal
see, i'm not good at speaking
nor can i comfort friends
but i'll put you back together
if you tie up my loose ends
so i'll stay in my small-ness
for it's what i do best
they call me miss lowercase
and that's all there is, i guess
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Meraki // Poetry & Short Stories
PoetryA collection of short little stories or ramblings I write when I'm bored or spontaneously inspired :)) • random updates • warnings posted above any chapters that need one • beware of triggering poems/stories • im a sad bean sometimes •
