To everyone I'm a different person.
I place a sheet in front of everyone I meet, just not the same one.
To strangers I'm too sad or angry.
To people in school I'm whatever they shout at me that day.
To him I'm selfish and self absorbed.
To them I'm funny, happy, stupid.
To teachers I'm headstrong and smart.
Online I'm who I try to portray and admire.
To them. I am what they think.
To me though,
I don't know. I play so many characters I've lost who I actually am.
I've lost the person who laughs at stupids things.
I've lost the person who smiles when she looks at herself.
I've lost the person who doesn't criticise all they do in every move with regret.
To me,
I'm lost.
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when my lighter drops
Poetryhow i feel, how i felt, the way i write. small things i talk about in my mind
