A Girl Like Me

I couldn’t close my eyes, As I wandered and searched. I’ve found so much I’ve never been so hurt. You slowly turn into a stranger again, what’s this? As I emerge- Into tears, I am so cursed. How could this be so submerged? In your memory, what else do I have to search? I’ve asked what’s your deepest purges. How can I convert this? Maybe I should find churches, And try to discourage it. And worst is, It’s your shirt I’ve submerged in. But these urges and curses Will not disturb this. For I have my worth in him. So I may believe this for his heart I carve in. I begin to trust his so subtle merges, Because I am on the verge of my nerve, This should not have occurred. Because I am just a girl who’s seen too much to observe. My heart burns, is this what I deserve? I am so diverse, when will I learn? That a girl like me will never be preferred. - Leona Badurova