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A Poem By Madeline // 8/2/2013

I'm Beautiful
That's what he called me today
I think I'm in love

I'm Gorgeous
When I wear that one dress
That stops just above my knees

I'm Pretty
In my ripped jeans and
Baggy shirt

I'm Luminous
When I take time to apply that
Extra layer of foundation

I'm Stunning
As I stand there and I
Can't go back

I'm Perfect
As I walk out the door
By myself

Well I think

I'm Cold
As the night air
Encircles me

I'm Angry
When he doesn't reply
To my texts

I'm Hurt
When he brushes past me
At school the next day

I'm Sick
In a bathroom stall
Trying not to cry

I'm Nothing
To him
And never was

I'm Wary
Of the next one
To come


I like this, and I think it

I like this, and I think it has a good idea behind it, but I could tell that you were disconnected. I think that any writing has to come with at least a grain of truth. :)

E | Fri, 08/02/2013

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

Oh, thanks. :) Well, I

Oh, thanks. :) Well, I wouldn't say that I myself felt disconnected from it. Just that it had nothing to do with any personal experience of mine. A lot of what I write with romance in it hasn't come from me personally, since I haven't had that sort of relationship. I just picture it, I guess. haha

Madeline | Fri, 08/02/2013


I like this...how it flows. I like the image it creates, with all the clothes, makeup, texts, bathroom stalls...creative. Nice job.

Maddi | Fri, 08/02/2013

Goodbye? Oh no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – Winnie The Pooh


I liked it until the end :P I was like, oh, this is a nice positive poem for a change.... wamp, wamp, wamp, waaaaamp! LOL!

Kassady | Tue, 08/06/2013

"Here's looking at you, Kid"
Write On!


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