She looks like

She looks like a cloudy day

She looks like she don’t have nothing to say so she’ll listen

She looks at me like “you miss him”

She looks like she’s got no reason to stay with him

She doesn’t even want him

But she does cuz’ she’ll win

She looks at me like “he doesn’t want you”

She looks at me like “why’d he ever love you”

I bet he never did

She looks at me like who the hell are you but fuck you

You don’t know where I came from

You don’t know how I talk

I don’t care if you don’t expect this voice to come out of this mouth

I’ll be who I wanna be

And who I am

Has never been good enough

So I’m gonna talk with a voice that makes it sound like I never had a choice

So fuck you

She looks like she’s got someone to go home to

And you’re standing

 as far away from me as possible

on the exact opposite side of the room

facing the corner

plugging your ears closing your eyes

because you don’t want to see the mess you’ve left

what you don’t know is she’s staring me down

she’s looking at me like “what bitch? I won.”

What she doesn’t know is that he loved me

And you blame me for that?

I’m blaming myself that he left me

And I hope he makes you happy

I hope your little game gets fulfilled and then I hope when you get to the finish line and you have no more moves left

You break

I hope it’s like a slap in the face

I hope

I hope you don’t break him

But you look like you don’t care

You’re just looking at me like

“I got you

I got your life

I’m gonna have his babies

I’m gonna pretend to love him

He’s gonna be with me on those lonely nights

And that’s all I want

Because I am your future

I am hurt

So all I can do is be with someone

Who loves me

And pretend to love them

So I can get revenge for what they did to me

And take it out on someone who didn’t have anything to do with it

And I’m not sorry

Because I won’t be sorry until everyone who’s ever hurt me is sorry”

So I’m looking at you like

I don’t wanna be you

I don’t wanna look like you

I don’t wanna be holding my breath

Playing a game

I don’t wanna have to hide my cards from the man I love

I can’t

So I’m gonna move him

And you don’t have control over me

You have him

But he’s not mine

He’s all yours

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