I am just
a teenage girl
dusty sneakers teetering
on the brink of something special
if you stare into my gentle eyes
for long enough
you just might fall into
my soul
I live in an overcrowded
lonely place
my eyes glisten
I cry for the woes of the world
for my true love
that was not lost
yet not quite found
my brave new heart
beats on my sleeve
my insecurities live there too
my brown hair
is made of honey colored dreams
my skin is made of
star dust
I love all
yet answer to none
I am just
a teenage girl
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