I am the one who stares from within
From beyond the shattered glass
The one with the broken heart and soul
I am the girl who's loved last
With my pain drenched eyes, and chocolaty hair
I'm not at all what I seem
Behind my mask of misery
Lies a girl who wants to scream
Blue orbs that have seen far too much
They have lapsed my mortal years
The pain and suffering I've had to endure
Are precisely what cause these tears
Some people tend to think that I'm a lost cause
And yes, they could possibly be right
But I'm still that sweet empathetic child
Who will still lie awake at night
My thoughts are a mess, my emotions run wild
And yet I still manage to look sane
Sadly in the end this pain is my own
And I have no one but myself to blame
You may even think I'm too hard on myself
That I deserve some love from my kin
But there is in fact an answer for this
I choose to stare from within
Author notes
This is a pretty clear image of how I view myself. I choose to be an outsider, I could make myself look preppy for this new school year and fit in, but I think I would be even more miserable than if I were to be myself. Such a cliche message.
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You are right, you would be way more miserable trying to fit in with them. Also you tend to be persuaded to do things you wouldn't normally do when you are trying to fit in and just go with the flow. Hopefully in the next couple of years you'll be able to start loving yourself and find some happiness. I empathize with you. When I was in school I was a metal-head in a school full of preps. Thank you for entering the contest, good luck.
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