Your Little Girl.
I scratch at my face
I know she's in there
Maybe if I go deep enough she’ll come back
But I bite my nails
Look in my eyes
Do you still see her?
No? That’s okay
I don’t see her either
I’m an actor, don’t you see?
I can act like her for you
But it won’t ever be enough for you
Because I will never be her again
This poem is about:
Me
My family