To Whom It May Concern,
I do not know who you are yet. I do not know where you’re from; I do not know what you look like. I do not know what you like or what you do not like. I do not know your passions, your fears, your dreams, or your secrets. To whom it may concern, I promise someday I…
People used to call me smart
and while that’s nice
I didn’t want to just be
known as smart.
In middle school I was known
as the quiet girl
but I didn’t like that either
so I became loud.
For most of sixth grade
I went by Bertha,
I know, it’s a long story,
but even then people only knew
I can’t eat around you sometimes.
I dress the best I can around you.
I try not to stumble.
I try not to make mistakes.
I try to be flawless. I try to be perfect.
But I know we don’t match up.
I know you’re not good for me.
You don’t respect yourself like you should.
You don’t respect…
Here on this paper, I won’t be told I’m wrong.
Here on this paper, I don’t need an explanation.
Here on this paper, I can delete and cross-out.
Here on this paper, I can be fearless.
Here on this paper, I can breathe.
Here on this paper, I can live.
I haven’t slept in six days,
I haven’t eaten in four,
My voice is gone,
Yet I still shout,
My feet bleed,
Yet I still run.
I want to burst into a thousand tears,
Yet I smile from ear to ear,
I want to be comatose,
But then instead,
I sit here with eyelids of lead,
I’ll play video games with you brother.
I’ll shop with your sister.
I’ll cook with your mother.
I’ll nap with you father.
I’ll play cards with your grandparents.
But most important of all,
I’ll take your breath away, for no reason at all.