Confessions of a Teenage Girl

The room was empty, and I was alone. 

The ground is raw. How did I get here?

Walking pasts people with no faces, I see the doorway to bliss.

Walking in, punched by shouting and clashing.

You were there, but you were frozen. 

Time was frozen still, but the noises kept lunging at me. 

The other room was dull. That was the room from before. 

Sheer. Black. Where am I? Could it be, me, in that room, all alone? 

Time played on, but frozen, was I. Stopped by the blanket of judgement,

and jealousy, that you had laid on top of me. 

She came back for me, though. You tried stopping her. 

That's when the scene hit play, and the noises came back to life.

There you were, with her. The clashing and shouting. The jealousy and despair. 

That left you, but never (left me).