It feels like can't bare doing this anymore,
I can't always pretend to be so strong,
tears slowly start flowing down my face,
where, sadly, it feels like they belong.
I'm not the girl I am on the outside,
I'm not as held together as I look,
some of my friends dont even know,
because I keep it hidden behind a book.
Most of you will never know the girl inside,
because, hopefully, she won't hang around,
the "not so strong me" will go back into hiding
and will remain there until my next meltdown.
I can't always pretend to be so strong,
tears slowly start flowing down my face,
where, sadly, it feels like they belong.
I'm not the girl I am on the outside,
I'm not as held together as I look,
some of my friends dont even know,
because I keep it hidden behind a book.
Most of you will never know the girl inside,
because, hopefully, she won't hang around,
the "not so strong me" will go back into hiding
and will remain there until my next meltdown.
Author notes
yeah, i was kinda having a meltdown and totally stressing out when i wrote this. Have I ever mentioned how much I HATE school?
i'll edit this after i kinda calm down and finish hypervinalating (sp?)
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Ohh, ho, so much pain, and tears . let my clean my cheeks

well, if you won't go to school, how would you be a good mother then?
Don't you want to teach your own children?
Wish you all the best
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the poet of hearts and beautiful words
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i dont want to have kids. im still going to school, i never said i was going to drop out. i just got a little stressed out about a biology test. lol. im normally a very happy person. its just for some reasons my poems are almost always depressing.
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Sad.
I am 25 taking online classes. I know how you feel. I don't like school either. It's way too stressful. But I liked you're poem and how you expressed yourself.
Feel better, Okay.
Evemauy

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I can't always pretend to be so strong,
Honey, I've been there. You should never have to pretend to be strong. If you don't feel that way, find someone who cares about you and open up to them.
I'm not the girl I am on the outside,
I'm not as held together as I look,
some of my friends dont even know,
because I keep it hidden behind a book.
^^This looks like a page from book also. I can say it a million times, there is noone who knows me like the pages of my journal.
I love the title of this. It goes hand in hand with everything you wrote.
Great write -
Like panic attacks...
I love this poem. It speaks the truth to more people than you think. To me it is part of MY life and always will be. Keep up the greath writing love.

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