poem: why won’t people look me in the eyes

why won’t

people

look me in the eyes what

is so wrong with

me that only

ghosts ask

‘are you okay.’

and even

they are grimacing at me,

thinking oh this one is

certainly sub-human

certainly not worth what

give out as cash-currency

because

she

[and this is where even i cannot insert the reason]

because i

do not know myself

why it is that they make me

so Jewish, long after

high school is

over.

Published by elizabeth claire

poetry for the desperate and the romantic. university student, bored out of her mind. View all posts by elizabeth claire

Jugaaduwriter November 11, 20181:51 am Reply

Good one. You are too young to write such stuff. Real talent I guess.

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1. elizabeth xx November 12, 20185:57 pm Reply
  
  thank you, that really means a lot ❤
  
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  1. Jugaaduwriter November 13, 20181:05 am
    
    Anyday. Are you interested to collaborate ??
    
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  2. elizabeth xx November 14, 201810:27 pm
    
    Thank you so much for the offer, I really do appreciate it, but at this point I’d rather keep this blog as something personal. ❤
    
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  3. Jugaaduwriter November 15, 201812:58 am
    
    Okkie
    
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