The girl on the Moon
It's light outside.
I'm wearing my
favourite pink jacket
spattered with paint.
A red hat
warm and woolly
it traps my floundering curls
as I laugh
Boisterously.
You frown.
Lips pursed I wonder why
You look cross
and weary, almost.
I stop smiling
almost guiltily I stare at you.
Do I know what's wrong?
No, I don't
You seem displeased
Irritated. With. Me.
How?
The question embarks my mind.
- Grow Up!
I blink slowly
Heart burning
I struggle to breathe
My cheeks are red
blazing hot
the inner depths of fury burn
simmering beneath.
Me change?
I want to laugh
your expression stops me.
Artic's breeze swept in without a sound.
Hurt laces each word
as I spit them out.
"I
AM
MYSELF."
My eyes glitter
only with conviction.
-Stop dreaming!
Your words shatter my carefully constructed world before my eyes
The rules to life has reversed.
It's a mechanical world
a game I don't understand.
Now I am scared.
Petrified.
But not of you
nor your loud voice richoeting through the air.
The two sided bargain
is what I fear.
The trade for one thing for another.
If I were to become another me
Then what part would I have to lose?
Who would I be?
*Did anyone get the meaning behind this poem???
This is a poem about a girl who wants to hold onto her dreams and not face reality. She does not want to grow up and she's afraid if she changes she will lose the person she once was.
