She’s the kind of girl who,
likes chocolate better than flowers,
but no one ever asked.

She’s the kind of girl who,
prefers calling over texting,
but nobody ever calls.

She’s the kind of girl who,
has a best friend,
but isn’t a best friend to anyone.

She’s the kind of girl who,
is desperately seeking love,
but only has her mom left.

She’s the kind of girl who,
doesn’t mind losing things,
but despises herself for losing control.

She’s the kind of girl who,
hates being called a “girl”,
but she calls herself that,
because everyone else does.

Maybe somewhere along the way,
She/They stopped being that girl.

They are the kind of person who,
isn’t grateful enough,
for what they receive—
because they forgot how to want.

They are the kind of person who,
speak more than they listen,
because silence,
used to hurt so much.

They are the kind of person who,
has grown numb to others’ voices,
and tries to silence them,
before they can be silenced again.