Poetry poetry slam dunk

[nymphadora.]

so, for some fucking reason, i decided to write a
poem at 2 in the morning and i want to get critiqued
on it (not insults, but ways i can improve). i may
write more in the future tbh but until then, enjoy !​

 

[nymphadora.]

she’s somebody,
at least, that’s what her mommy always said,
when times were rough and she felt like she,
was never enough.

she’s somebody,
with her pink knees and hazel eyes,
she’s filled wonder,
when she’s finally been discovered.

she’s somebody,
people soon know her name,
her face plastered everywhere,
as her ego inflates with the drug of fame.

she’s somebody,
the whole world adores her,
no longer she has pink knees and hazel eyes,
instead her face is filled with silicone,
but a little bit of her dies.

she’s somebody,
her mommy hardly recognises her at all,
while the whole world bow down to her,
but she soon begins to fall.

she’s nobody,
a worthless soul wandering the streets,
dragging her tiny feet,
with her eyes filled with tears,
her heart starts to repairs.

she’s nobody, so who are you ?​

 

[Savemexx]

I love it!