You Are Odd Poem by Saniya Galeyeva

You are odd.
I am not.
I don`t know who you are and what
But being clear is my lot.

I`m a child,
Mild and kind.
I used to be free like a kite
But there`s no longer light inside.

You told me:
"I love thee".
And my poor heart filled with glee.
But your words are not what you feel.

I was yours.
And my choice
Was to love only you, of course.
But for you I`m one of your dolls.

Now I`m hit.
I am killed,
I am dead and my soul is ripped
`Cause for you I was just a wimp.

Oh, did you wish to have my heart
Just to break it? It seems like that.