Sometimes I’m a trickster
Whose eyes are filled with glee
Sometimes I’m a beggar
Asking for anything to be
Sometimes your heart is mine
And sometimes I am yours
Sometimes I jump through windows
Because I can’t get through closed doors
Sometimes I’m so ugly I hate mirrors
Because they reflect my goblin face
Sometimes I just grimace at my reflection
Because I think I have no taste
I can carry the world on my shoulders
But one more person, and I might break
I shout random things that hurt others
Then cry for self-pity’s sake
Sometimes I want to sleep for days
Then get up only to live through one more
Sometimes I’m wealthy
And other times I’m poor
Sometimes I marry a murderer
And sometimes you’re my princess bride
Sometimes I create things
To help the others hide
I’m a girl to society
And a person to myself
I can break a wrist in seconds
But will always cry for help
I write words on my skin until the pen bleeds
Only to have them disappear tomorrow
Sometimes it hurts to breathe
Because my heart’s so full of sorrow
But I know that no matter what I am
Whether goblin god or tree
You’ll always smile
And stay beside me
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Apologies and a bag of chips to all who noticed I didn’t post this Friday! My schedule has kept me busy and I haven’t gotten a good paragraph of writing for ages. This is an older poem, a more intense poem, but it still makes sense poem. Overall, it has a sweet message. I promise to get something out once I enter the eye of the hurricane that wasn’t written ages ago.
