I’m the girl whose brain never gets tired
that always seems to be running its own race
in thoughts that spiral but never find a conclusion
I’m the girl who seems to always say I’m sorry and I love you at the wrong time
I’m the girl who feels impossible to be around
whose friends never call first
and lovers always pick last
I’m the girl who can’t seem to get it right despite hours of research
and unending talks about her feelings
I’m the girl who lays awake while the world is quiet
and the moon is the only one who can see the tears
I’m the girl who is always busy but somehow along
that gets nervous in crowds but hates the silence
I’m the girl with wild dreams and confusing ideas
that collide until nothing is finalized
the girl who spills her heart out on paper because it doesn’t make judgements
or laugh at the things she doesn’t understand
the girl who tries so hard to be seen
and yet stays invisible
