Actions Speak Louder Then You Know
Boys stand around looking at me as if I was a frail dog.
I was laying there surrounding the thoughts that I couldn’t speak.
My gloomy tears shed from my face as they fell from the vase.
My face was the frozen utensils by the words, “I like you” that I delivered to my crush.
A corpse defined me for the next 3 years.
Cold, nowhere to go with nothing to say or do.
Round dark circles slept around my eyes; dark and heavy weigh on me like casket.
All I can do was mourn as the repeating words escaped my tears.
Salty tears ran down my face not bothering to turn the other way.
His actions inspired me to be a sharp and outgoing person.
I spoke with a furious tone, in myself I felt proud that I was doing something right.
A brand new person came out of me and she was strong from days on.