Get Your Premium Membership

Underestimated

What a poor, poor baby in such a sad circumstance the stress will surely get to her eventually. (don't need to hold your breath, it already has) but I won't break down in front of you, its not what she would've wanted. I'll only cry in front of who I want to. Don't worry, your resources won't be anywhere near exhausted. Underestimate me. Won't be the first time. Underestimate me. Won't be the last. Poor thing, what a way to fall into adulthood. What a way to start a life. Listen, this pretend pity isn't doing you any good. I'm gonna be alright. You underestimated me, that was your first mistake. For now this is me, a whale in water an inch deep. Can you imagine when I'm back in my ocean? This is me a machine functioning beautifully with half my pieces missing. Underestimate me. Go ahead and underestimate me.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Reflection on the Important Things