A Girl Like Me
I couldn’t close my eyes,
As I wandered and searched.
I’ve found so much I’ve never been so hurt.
You slowly turn into a stranger again, what’s this? As I emerge-
Into tears, I am so cursed.
How could this be so submerged?
In your memory, what else do I have to search?
I’ve asked what’s your deepest purges.
How can I convert this?
Maybe I should find churches,
And try to discourage it.
And worst is,
It’s your shirt I’ve submerged in.
But these urges and curses
Will not disturb this.
For I have my worth in him.
So I may believe this for his heart I carve in.
I begin to trust his so subtle merges,
Because I am on the verge of my nerve,
This should not have occurred.
Because I am just a girl who’s seen too much to observe.
My heart burns, is this what I deserve?
I am so diverse, when will I learn?
That a girl like me will never be preferred.
- Leona Badurova
Copyright © Leona Badurova | Year Posted 2023
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