Ooooof…. Words

Sup y’all. So, this was a poem I wrote when I was 15. Talk about teenage drama queen. Enjoy.

Words.

I’ve never been one to get my words out
Proper-
ly. When a class joke or banter fills the air my contribution is
A murmur. A silent added coin
In the trying money machine that makes but little difference to the mass already there.
I’m there
Sitting in that photograph. Putting on a fabulous smile
(With those ugly teeth)
And shifting closer to my oblivious neighbour, in an attempt to make it appear like
I am popular.
Clingfilm, bendable, chameleon. 
Funny. How these words are so structured.
But I’ve never been one to get my words out. Properly. 

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