I Like To Make Everything A Rhyme - Blog Posts

To be pretty enough boys pretend to care, but is all a performance and they won’t like when it ends.

Girls don’t even give me the time of day and I’m too frightened of rejection either way.

I’m still that 14 yo girl who cried every night in search of some warm that never came.

I think it’s time to internalize I’m meant to be alone.