Look me in the eye and don't walk away.
Tell me all the things you've wanted to say.
Don't tell me I'm gorgeous.
Don't tell me you think I'm pretty.
I don't like myself.
And I really don't need your pity.
The person who shows.
Upon the outside.
Is nothing like the girl.
Lost inside.
She's happy and joyful.
This one you see.
But I'm really not okay.
This is the true me.
The girl shown so brave.
The girl shown so happy.
Isn't the real me.
The real me hides lifes scars.
Under my clothes so well.
I just don't like admitting.
My life is going through hell.
Crying is weakness.
Crying is pain.
I'm sick of admitting.
I'm back here again.
The girl on the outside.
Is but another fake.
It won't be long before I break.
Will I be strong enough to fight?
And overcome these things making me want to die?
So the only question left is..
Can I really say goodbye?
Author notes
Um.
It'sa b o u t m e.Enoughsaid?
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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this is a really good poem.
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"Crying is weakness"
Crying isn't a weakness, crying shows that we're human enough to set our emotions free. This is a really sad poem, very hopeless but shows alot of feelings.
I really do hope you're ok. You can always talk to me if you need to.
Love ya!
Tommy xo
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amazing. Loved the title, nice job on the whole thing though. keep it up Caz, much love
-Dani
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This was well expressed. Keep up the good writting.
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