The scraped knees,
the emotional scars,
the dark curls,
sarcastic undertones,
bits of me.
I am a complex little being.
"You silly girl!"
(I laughed.)
Darkened eyes,
pale, rosy cheeks,
paint globber,
wild tongue,
parts of this human puzzle.
"Would you shut up?"
(I spoke on.)
Dizzy dreams,
small fingernails,
buried emotion,
fragments of my scattered spirit.
"Please stop!"
(Never.)