
A collection of poems by Bianca Cerio. Rated T because they are depressing.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Tragedy - Chapters: 111 - Words: 15,076 - Reviews: 31 - Favs: 3 - Updated: 06-15-11 - Published: 10-02-06 - id: 2255974
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Role Model
I'm not as perfect as you think I am.
I have many flaws,
it's just,
most of them you never see.
But I guess that's just
what it is that makes me.
I don't like my imperfections,
and I hate talking about them more.
But don't you ever make assumptions
because there's far more than that in store.
I'm possessive.
If you're mine, I want you mine and only mine.
I won't waste time
caught on a line.
I fall for one and only one at any given time.
I'm insecure.
Not just about my weight and looks,
but of my intelligence, everything from books.
I second-guess myself
and end up making the mistakes of a rookie.
I'm secretive.
I don't like the idea of everyone in my head,
or being public about things I do in bed.
I wish a lot of people I knew were dead,
but that's not something I've ever said.
I'm vengeful.
If I'm wronged, I will fight
until I feel I have been righted.
I will kick and slap and even bite,
with all my might.
I don't forgive.
I may pretend to forget,
but my memories are forever set.
And if you wronged me, you're always in my debt.
Don't purposely make me upset.
There are many more,
so many more,
I can't even name them all.
So stop looking up to me,
because I'm not as perfect
as you expect me to be.
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