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If I were a girl…
I'd put on high heels,
Just to see how tall I can be,
I'd go shopping with the gals,
And max out my credit card.
We'd talk about boys,
And I'd play it cool
If I see him looking my way.
.
If I were a girl…
I'd pull him from his buddies,
drag him away till we're alone,
and just sit and stare at his eyes.
I'd shrug off his playful insults,
And trap his compliments in my ears.
I'd realize that the hours spent in front of the mirror are useless,
that the reflection brings out a pessimistic side in me,
And I'd realize, every minute spent in front of my lifeless doppelganger,
Is another minute I can spend with him.
.
If I were a girl…
I'd push those makeup products to the side of the dresser,
Until most of them fall in and around the trash bin,
Because I'd know when he strokes my cheek, or when he kisses me,
He wants to feel me with his touch, not a cosmetic mask,
And he doesn't want to pull away with a taste of peach on his lips.
I'd watch him wait outside from my window,
Tapping his foot, with earphones in his ear,
But I'd waste another five minutes,
brushing the knots out of my hair,
So he knows he doesn't mean the world to me,
But who am I kidding?
.
If I were a girl…
If he got into one of his weird moods
and he pushed me.
I'd push him back.
.
If I were a girl…
And I can see that he's down.
I'd know that even if he does talk,
He never wanted to,
All he needed, was for me to be near,
To wave away my friends,
And sit beside him on the curb of the sidewalk,
And when he says, you don't have to.
I'd just move closer.
Then there are times,
When he'll lose hope in the world,
Shove his dreams under the carpet,
hide himself deep inside a kaleidoscopic cloak,
Which he's wearing inside out, and
You only see the darker colors that aren't him at all.
And all you want to do, is strip him of lies,
And he'll try to say, I hate you ,
But he'd never get the words out,
Not when I've pulled him into an embrace so deep,
Our hearts race side by side, trying to outdo each other in beats,
And his words are drowned out as our lips fiercely dance.
.
If I were a girl…
I would hold him tightly, even as his frame shakes,
Until my top is soaked with the tears,
He doesn't want me to see.
.
'cause I know how it hurts,
To feel like I'm never good enough,
To cry facing the sky,
So the tears don't go running down my face,
and they won't go to waste.
You could only watch it happen,
and lose the one you wanted…
as he slips away...
…'cause you're just a girl…
I'd put on high heels,
Just to see how tall I can be,
I'd go shopping with the gals,
And max out my credit card.
We'd talk about boys,
And I'd play it cool
If I see him looking my way.
.
If I were a girl…
I'd pull him from his buddies,
drag him away till we're alone,
and just sit and stare at his eyes.
I'd shrug off his playful insults,
And trap his compliments in my ears.
I'd realize that the hours spent in front of the mirror are useless,
that the reflection brings out a pessimistic side in me,
And I'd realize, every minute spent in front of my lifeless doppelganger,
Is another minute I can spend with him.
.
If I were a girl…
I'd push those makeup products to the side of the dresser,
Until most of them fall in and around the trash bin,
Because I'd know when he strokes my cheek, or when he kisses me,
He wants to feel me with his touch, not a cosmetic mask,
And he doesn't want to pull away with a taste of peach on his lips.
I'd watch him wait outside from my window,
Tapping his foot, with earphones in his ear,
But I'd waste another five minutes,
brushing the knots out of my hair,
So he knows he doesn't mean the world to me,
But who am I kidding?
.
If I were a girl…
If he got into one of his weird moods
and he pushed me.
I'd push him back.
.
If I were a girl…
And I can see that he's down.
I'd know that even if he does talk,
He never wanted to,
All he needed, was for me to be near,
To wave away my friends,
And sit beside him on the curb of the sidewalk,
And when he says, you don't have to.
I'd just move closer.
Then there are times,
When he'll lose hope in the world,
Shove his dreams under the carpet,
hide himself deep inside a kaleidoscopic cloak,
Which he's wearing inside out, and
You only see the darker colors that aren't him at all.
And all you want to do, is strip him of lies,
And he'll try to say, I hate you ,
But he'd never get the words out,
Not when I've pulled him into an embrace so deep,
Our hearts race side by side, trying to outdo each other in beats,
And his words are drowned out as our lips fiercely dance.
.
If I were a girl…
I would hold him tightly, even as his frame shakes,
Until my top is soaked with the tears,
He doesn't want me to see.
.
'cause I know how it hurts,
To feel like I'm never good enough,
To cry facing the sky,
So the tears don't go running down my face,
and they won't go to waste.
You could only watch it happen,
and lose the one you wanted…
as he slips away...
…'cause you're just a girl…
Literature
about a girl
colorblind,
though not the sort to confuse reds with greens, no.
myriads of greys smoke out a hushed world
& the newborn moon bleeds black
remember being so
effectable-
the type to stiffen & yelp
at a single needle, at a single lie
o u t o f p l a c e .
steeled.
now.
though neither in blade nor jaw
that storm denatured me-
warped and rusted
side-stepped
fragile
thin-veined
unworthy
growing out of this ill-fitting s k i n
to be comfortable, to be home, to be
furthest
from
here
Literature
grey girl
these days you're just a
rabbit-hearted girl living
in a fucked-up world.
Literature
The Story of a Girl
I was 9 and you were 11 when you first told me that Santa wasn't real. But you believe in empty promises and fairies and happy endings, so why should I believe you?
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I was 13 and you were 15 when we shared our first kiss under some mistletoe. (I still believed in Santa by the way.) It was everything I had ever dreamed of. You shrugged it off like it was just another of the thousands of kisses with dozens of boys you had shared before.
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I was 16 and you were 18 and you were leaving me to go to college. The night before you left, we made love for the first time. I was shy and you seemed to know what you were doing. You traced a
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LOL. THIS MAKES ME SOUND SO GAY.
well anyway.
it was inspired
a little bit by 's poem - compromise. [link]
but mostly by "if i were a girl" - Beyonce.
so, no, i most likely won't submit it unless she really thinks i can.
well whatever u guys think.
a few lines are very similar to that song, so yea.
LOL i tried to sing it to that rhythm, but only a few of it actually matches. most of it doesn't.
well anyway.
it was inspired
a little bit by 's poem - compromise. [link]
but mostly by "if i were a girl" - Beyonce.
so, no, i most likely won't submit it unless she really thinks i can.
well whatever u guys think.
a few lines are very similar to that song, so yea.
LOL i tried to sing it to that rhythm, but only a few of it actually matches. most of it doesn't.
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I've heard that song by Beyonce but its so much more different, and interesting to have it from a guy's point of view.. <3