http://slow.writerscafe.org/UselessGirl The original writings of author Stormy Skies With Sunshine en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776190592 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I used to think that such ideas were preposterous. Sometimes people observe other people's experiences, But because they have not experienced it themselves it must be impossible. Such things cannot exist. Such feelings are fabricated by the mind. One does not get butterflies.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UselessGirl/2168019/ Have I been used? Definitely.Have I been abused? Mentally. Have I been confused? All of my life. Have I been depressed? I still am. Have I had challenges? My whole life is a challenge. Have I been hurt? That should not even be a question. I have been stepped on, bruised, kic.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UselessGirl/2089216/ Sometimes it feels like I’ve lost sight of myself. Like I’ve lost myself completely. Like I’m caught up in my thinking. I wonder if I’ll ever be able to find myself. I’m lost.I’m wandering.I’m trying to get a grip and regain control, But sometimes I wonder i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UselessGirl/2021073/ This is a poem that explores, both the topic and the term, normal. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UselessGirl/2020833/ This is a poem about someone breaking down, and just not being able to take it anymore. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UselessGirl/2020521/ This is about a girl who falls in love, but it saddens her because he is the type to make her fall in love, and then leave her and then come back again etc... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UselessGirl/1859380/ A poem written to describe my life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UselessGirl/1831083/ Dear Pain,Please fade, fade away. Sometimes I wish that I could drown out all the sorrow and the pain.I wish that pain didn’t exist.I wish that I was capable of getting rid of this horrible thing that exists and is called reality.Dear Pain, I wish that it would all just go away.I just want all.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UselessGirl/1734651/ This is about a girl who believed in love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UselessGirl/1730513/ Try as I may, I will never be the person I want to become.I try to be like others.I try to be someone I’m not and I try to impress peopleI try to fit in.But don't you see? I can’t… I just can’t…You don’t understand…I’m not who you think I am.I&rsquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UselessGirl/1728957/ This is about a girl who went through life pretending to be happy. She thought if she pretended to be happy, it would come true. She lived on like this until she couldn't any longer. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UselessGirl/1727318/ I know it sounds stupid... but it's about my favorite paintbrush. It my thinnest detailing paintbrush... I also paint when I'm stressed out... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UselessGirl/1727150/ People say I’m a freak.They don’t understand that words have the ability to cut deeper than knives. Or maybe they do understand and they use it to their advantage. Perhaps they know how vulnerable I am. I hope not, and therefore I pretend and live as if they do not. I tell myself:"They d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UselessGirl/1727147/