Original Poem #5: ‘It starts to hurt’

It starts to hurt.

My eyes starts to well up.

I feel guilt and then I feel grief.

I then think of that gorgeous girl that I know I am.

I don’t like it when that same girl cries.

Because when she does…

…she becomes so unbearably ugly.

n-G

© Tracy Ng (N-G). All rights reserved.

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