That Girl

I'm that girl with the loudest laugh, sometimes it is embarrassing,

When I'm deliriously happy, I randomly start to sing.

The one who looks at all her pretty friends and feels inadequate.

I'm that girl who looks at the mirror trying to find something worth being happy about,

who silently cries, breaks down when you shout.

I'm that girl who won't question your intentions,

who'll keep trusting you, unaware that you were in only for fun.

I'm that girl who may build opinions pretty fast,  but I never hesitate to change them.

I'm that girl, awkward, sitting alone,

The one, while you all are already interacting,  is staring blankly at her phone.

 I'm that girl who really wants to tell you how she feels,

Who is scared those feelings may somehow hurt you, so she keeps her lips sealed.

I'm that girl who listens to songs and writes down stuff to avoid goin crazy,

Who maintains a diary, doesn't want those good memories to turn hazy.

I'm that girl who gets goosebumps, smiles and cries her heart out listen to a T.Swift song,

Because her songs say what I'd want to say,

In the best possible way.

I'm all this. And much much, much more!! Sometimes a bore. Even an eye-sore.

I'm that girl.

P.S : I had written this in a state of crying+pissed. But then you know what they say about crying, anger and truth ;)

XoXo,

N.

I am not perfect. But I never claim to be either!

I am not perfect. I never claim to be.

I am never fake. I am always me.

I know how I look, I know how I walk,

I know how sometimes I blurt out uncomfortable truths when I talk.

I know I am not always cheerful, sometimes I feel so sad,

I am not an angel, even I do stuff that's bad.

Sometimes I fail, I break down too,

Sometimes even I need you!

I am just human. I too, do fall,

Trying to climb over this huge wall.

I am confused, I don't know where I am going,

I am moody, don't know what I say,

I am a litter bitter, though I don't want to be this way.

I say things that are mean, I may come off as rude.

Some call me a drama queen, some say I am too prude.

Who are you to judge me? You don't know what I go through.

Yes,I may not be an orphan or something that bad,

But I have my problems too.

I am not perfect. But atleast I never claim to be!

XoXo,

N.