still her

I am the dumb girl they make movies on; my mistakes and stupidity depicting me as the laughing stock of the era I am the girl that trips and stumbles and chases people that want nothing to do with her I am the girl that falls face flat on the floor and stays there waiting for someone to pick her up (no one’s picking her up) i am the girl that’s never been held; that’s infatuated by the people that have held her I am that girl that craves physical affection like it’s a drug I am still that 4 year old girl standing in the middle of the street wondering why crossing guards care to hold her hand and walk her to safety I am that girl eating lunch with the school librarian and with the counselors I am that girl with so little hope but with so much desperation left I am that girl clutching threads to stand upright I am that girl walking across streets with fast cars I am that girl with wind in her face wishing I could be blown away I am that girl with nothing and with everything I am that girl they keep calling crazy but really my mind just works differently I am that girl with dreams I am that girl that dreams I am still that little girl.