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

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