Erosion or Atrophy?

i used to be the quick one
- and sharp as a tack
Odd, isn't it, how kids can slip
when no one bothers keeping track

Now i could write a novel
if i could move my hand
i can't move a lot of things
nor expect you to understand

i used to be the smart one
- tutoring above my class
Its odd how one can fall from grace
once they stop kissing a**

Now i can take the courses
- sometimes i barely pass
i'd do it with flying colors
but that seems too much to ask

i used to be the strong one
- savior to the world
Its odd how bitter becomes
the little martyr girl

i used to be the tough one
- i'd weather any storm
its quite odd how its shelter fails
to keep a young heart warm

Now i can speak of valiance
- but don't take it to heart
when i'm faced with a challenge
my resolve just falls apart

i used to be dutiful
- the mom my parents lack
Its odd how skipping years ahead
has kept me a decade back

Now i can be your favorite f***
and i'd accept your ring
i could swear to any vow
but it wouldn't mean anything

i used to be the sweet one
the pristine innocent
Odd isn't it, how compliments
- they make you feel so full of s***...





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Joanna said...
Jul. 7, 2009 at 10:43 pm
Compliments make you feel full of (censored). Well then, I'm not sure you want to hear what I have to say...
I like this poem, but I don't think it's for the readers. I think this poem was meant for you and only you. And if other people happen to relate and enjoy it, that's great.
But yeah, you have talent my friend.
 
storyofmylife said...
Jun. 24, 2009 at 6:41 pm
i liked... alot...
can relate to everything in this...
 
HayWire This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jun. 24, 2009 at 2:25 pm
good God..that is amazing...you doin ok?
 
Fangz replied...
Sept. 9, 2009 at 1:25 pm
hehe, i appreciate your concern. I dunno that i'd say im okay, but i'm alive, and i'm not gonna comlain, lol.
 
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