
Audrey,
You are not being the best ,
Neither you are better child then the rest ,
Your teacher remarked you for being zoned out ,
I don’t know what she thinks even then and now ,
Your father tells that you brought shame to the family when you were nine ,
I still thinks that he was right ,
You tried to change her demure ,
You made her young and insecure.
You are all alone sitting behind the desk ,
You see around empty lunch table ,
Your only best friend is your little sister in the cradle ,
You were the last one when your classmates run ,
You mother never told you she was proud because you never won ,
Bad I only feel for you Audrey because you are mediocre ,
In your family gatherings you are laughed upon you are a joker ,
Don’t just fall like you did before ,
She grew up being young and insecure.
You were chosen in dance competition in the end ,
Your crush went after your prettier friend ,
Don’t cry louder your mother might hear ,
Everything will be alright right my dear ,
Then she grows up into woman who cares less ,
Scrapping poetries from her life’s mess ,
If she knew paper was there to listen ,
None of the moments were going to be missed on ,
She would have done it more ,
She would have done it before,
Know she knows to strip someone through lines she is a word whore ,
She wouldn’t have grown young and insecure.
Thank You for reading!
This is a wonderful poem Anoushka!! It truly alludes to many…..
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Thank You so much. It means a lot. Ahana💞
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