volcomstoner

Who everybody loves.
Who everybody wants.
Who everyone waits for.
She's crazy about life, and they are crazy about her.
She wants to get out; adventure.

Outside, she's all smiles, laughs, jokes, "grab life by the horns", no regrets, and never be serious.
People love to be around her, but they aren't seeing inside.
She's hurting. Miserable and depressed.
Slowly, she's dying.
She cries during the day, but she'll catch the tears before they fall.
Signs of weakness, vulnerability; she can't have people seeing her like that.
They can't know she's not Ms. Independant,
but a scared girl in a world that's crashing in around her.

He never showed affection; so she goes looking for it in other ways.
She just wants to be accepted, so she'll do almost anything to fit in.
She's definitly got everything going for her
She should be standing on top of the world,
but she just digs her hole deeper and she's still not happy with the way things are.
Soon she's worried that she'll have nothing.
No lust.
No love.
No wants or needs.
Just regret and vengence.

The more she grows, the more developed she's becoming.
The guys look at her, and she loves the attention.
She'll give herself up for nothing, just to feel a sence of being needed.
To her sex is love.
And that's all she wants, love.
The men, they just trample on her like a step stone.
She really wants one guy, but it's always come and go with her.
She chooses the assholes.
They use her for her looks,
and screw her over with her great personality.
She's been through this her whole life,
anything but this would deviate from the norm.

She stares outside,
into the rain,
and starts thinking about the way things are.
She hates the guys.
She hates the stands.
She hates the life.
She hates herself the most.

She's not naive.
She's grown up, and even if she is just 18,
She's a woman.
Emotionally scarred and bruised.
Drained and used-up.

That girl with the love,
the need,
the strong-willed heart,
is almost torn and withered.
So she stands outside,
and she cries at the mountains.
Never affected by the cold and winter winds,
but she pretends that she's somewhere else,
miles away, in those mountains.
Always somewhere else in her mind to make it a better place.


6.28.06 volcomstoner

Potonmy4head

A classic but practical story. I like the approach. Maybe a little more imagery, but other than that good write.