My Story

She's so confused,
a beautiful disaster,
she's lovely outside,
chasing perfect,
no one understands,
she's lost inside,
she's everything you want,
haunted by self doubt,
she's losing grip,
but she'll never tell,
on the edge,
about to fall to pieces,
got to get away,
giving up on everything,
shouting in the whispers of raindrops,
"Why did you have to go?
My heart is broken.
You were the only one,
& now you're gone"
the air is so cold,
raindrops fall all over,
but, she feels nothing-
and yet she feels everything,
too angry to cry-
too sad to scream,
her mind dwells on only one word-
a question with no answer-
and every answer-
why?

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This poem is a cut-up. if you don't know what that is, it's lines from different forms of literature (song lyrics, other poems, a line in a story, etc.) and you put them together to make a poem. Try making one, it's really interesting to see how they will come out.