The House

It will be your refuge,

They said

Yet it’s where she felt most empty,

It’s where she felt most lonely,

It’s where she felt most misunderstood,

It’s where she felt most judged

She hides within boundaries of this place she doesn’t like,

What was supposed to be her home,

Felt more like a dungeon


Still the Girl


She’s still the girl that’s afraid,

She still the girl people look down upon,

She’s still the girl people insult,

She’s still the girl people laugh at,

She’s still the girl people judge,

She’s the girl that is always being bullied,

She’s still the girl that always feels lonely,

She’s been that girl for most of her life



Her story,

One that has been said a million times,

Pretty much a cliché to the world,

Her story,

One that makes the society label her,

Her story,

Often told in a world that brands her,

‘Ugly’, ‘Stupid’, ‘Walks like a dog’, ‘Eats like a cat’,

She was bullies,

She was looked down upon,

She felt worthless,

She grew up not knowing herself,

Because society had already defined her,

So it stuck to her,

But she tries to fight it,

But it holds on to her