I want to be the girl
that knows how to laugh.
The one who moves forward
and never looks back.

The one who can smile
and light up a room
without peeking into shadows
and thinking of doom.

I want to be the girl
that people call ‘stunning’.
Remembered soley
because of my cunning.

Not for the body
that will rot with age
but for the mind
that sits locked in a cage.

I just want to be the girl
someone remembers;
the one someone holds
this cold December. 

—  I just want to be loved || Monica Lynn