sometimes i pretend i am wallpaper.
I slink back, pushing myself desperately
trying to become as invisible as I feel,
dreaming that I could go into her room,
when he's there, become an object that
is overlooked with a cursory glance, like
i'm see through.
I can imagine them talking, her
laugh is loud, obnoxious
a pretty plea 'like me! like me!'
but we all know that he does and he always will but,
sometimes i imagine he looks towards me,
wallflower Betty
but I know it's a wish as probable as something
larger than infinity
and there are so many of them that linger in my mind
like cigarette smoke.
So instead, I lay on my bed and
sometimes i pretend i am wallpaper.
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This is a lovely little piece! I totally agree with what's being said above me, there are some beautiful images in there and I utterly know what it's like to feel that way, because I've felt it too many times. Until now I hadn't known how to put it into words, but you've done a fantastic job!
Well done!
P.S. I'd be intrigued to know if there's a story behind this?
I agree that your words painted the image perfectly in my mind. However, I do think your poem could use a little work.
There's a difference between "pretending i am wallpaper" and imagining being somewhere else. Shy people pretend they are wallpaper when they lean against the wall and ignore others. I do this. I stand there, pressing myself against the wall, just watching the others...But your character isn't actually in the room where she's "watching" them. Instead, she's just imagining being a fly on the wall; she's just wishing she could be there.
"a wish as probable as something larger than infinity"...I'm pretty sure that means it's very likely. I think you mean, "a wish as improbable as infinity to one"...Or maybe I'm just over-thinking it.
"there are so many of them that linger in my mind"...So many improbable wishes? You could expand on this part. What other wishes does she have? Are they all about this boy?
I do like it as it is; I just think it could be even better if you added more details.
Gosh.
That was amazing. I love the first line, and how it's repeated as the last.
The part: I'm see through. is really good too.
I can really see the type of girl you're talking about here, just through those words.
Fantastic.
The only bumps are in the italics where 'I' isn't always capitalised. That may be how you like it though, so it's your choice.
Great poem, though!
NightWriter x