A girl like her


She didn’t breath fire
Or had the strength to move mountains
I really never realized her existence
But she only appeared as a name in the class roll-call list
Ordinary and lost
Sitting in the back row
Chewing at her finger nails
I saw no universe in her eyes
Neither did the air dance around her skin
She was empty and void
Oblivious to the world
Consumed by her own thoughts

Like I said, I never noticed her at all
She had an empty expression
Greeted everyone with an empty smile
Not everyone in this world is supposed to be described
Through poetry or prose
She was happy in her blissful solitude
I was miserable in my loneliness
And this is the only reason
I envied the girl who looked a lot like oblivion


About Bano

I’m trying to find a better introduction but since, I can’t? Hello, welcome to my blog. I decided to write after a series of therapy sessions and a very serious manic episode. This blog is a dedication to how I have evolved as a person. I might someday start a commercial blog but no right now. Everything posted here *in my broken grammar and shit English* is how I have turned out as a person. Anyways, that is it. Bye!

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