My name is Cloe, I was born October 12th which makes me a Libra
i don't know how to count the stars to tell me when I'll dive
i don't know how to predict weather, wheather you're lying or not
I know that girls who only talk about astronomy are red flags
I'm 5'1 and I haven't grown an inch in 5 years
i don't know when the top shelf of hope starts growing dust
i can't see when the next time I'm going to be happy is
i know short girls are red flags for not being able to reach your standards
I'm 90 pounds
i don't eat your bullshit excuses
I'm starving on wordwide acceptance
i know skinny girls are red flags because they'll cut you with bones
im selfish and care for myself too much
i don't know how to care about your excuses to miss out on me
i don't remember the last time I was pushed on the right road
i know selfish girls are red flags because they'll stay with you for themselves
im loud or don't speak loud enough
I don't shout about my failures to stay quiet
I don't raise my voice enough to earn first place
I don't yell at you like my thoughts and family do
I'm defensive
I defend all the nights I had no protection against the
marching mangling mad thoughts formed as an army against me
ill defend my dreams of defending disaster
I'm carefree
i don't care for all the bad that has
been blamed on my name behind my back
i know I am a red flag because I won't care when you leave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem