Why do you stand around and watch me cry?
Don't you see me in the corner of your eye?
I'm in so much pain, don't you see?
Why do you just stare and watch me bleed?
Nobody knows me; I feel so alone.
They don't see what talents I've shown.
Why doesn't anyone truly understand?
I just want to be part of your band.
Nobody cares that I always cry.
It makes me feel like I wanna die.
I just ask one question of you.
Why do you do the things that you do?
I just want to make people smile,
To stop the pain and sadness for a while.
Nobody sees the things that I do...
Nobody knows the me that's true.
The true me stays forever hidden.
I only reveal it when using my ball-pen.
Everyone says the real me is weird.
It's like the true me has been sheared.
Why do I feel the way that I feel?
Because of those who make my nightmares real.
My friends and family don't know at all
Right now I just wanna curl into a ball.
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Poem Book
Poetrythis is a book of either my poems or some poems that I have found that really hit the heart
