Little Girl Poem by angelica arroyo

Little girl talk about yourself…
Little girl: Well... okay... if you really want to know.
I was born in a world to a life that I didn’t want. I’m a little girl that acts big to let people that I’m not scared, but I am as more afraid as you.
I will yell lauder than you, but I yell into my pillow. I cry a lot more, but I cry blood off my wrist, and I fall as hard as you but I just I cover up my wounds.
People call me heartless, a robot, an animal, but the thing is that they haven’t been in my shoes. Maybe 'cause my shoes don’t fit them; maybe because there too big.
When they say I love him I say I hate him.
When people say I live life to the fullest I say I already did and I ended up nowhere, so I stopped trying.
Everyone forgets my name, forgets my face forgets my eyes, but I don’t care.
At least, I’m not a big impact.
I could cry a river, but I wont because I don’t need to waste tears for something that brings me to the ground.
I’m a little girl that wants to leave, a little girl that doesn’t know where to go, A little girl to scared to live.
BUT. I use to be a little girl with a imagination, a dream, a love, a passion. Now I’m the little girl that closed every window and door and sits in the corner of the room too scared to make friends, to talk to people, to see people because she doesn’t want to scar, she doesn't want to fall, she doesn't want to cry, she doesn’t want to be deserted.
So she stays here.
Now the I'll will stop talking.
And you will leave before you hurt and scream- BYE!