10/6/15
Do you see as how they see me?
Do you see the perfect girl with perfect grades and the happiest life?
Or do you see me how I see myself?
Do you see a real smile or a fake one?
Can you see the emptiness I feel?
Or do you see the most cheerful person?
Do you see my tear-stained face, or so you see my "perfect" face?
Do you see me see me as fat, or perfectly fit?
Cause I know what I clearly see.
Do you see my cuts and scars?
Or my "fashionable" bracelets?
Do you see the confident girl that doesn't care what people thought?
Or the girl that has no esteem, and cares way more then she should?
Because, I see what no one clearly sees.
YOU ARE READING
poetry about my life
ŞiirI made these all by myself, so please don't steal these. it would mean alot. this stuff really happened or still is happening to me. Most of the poems are kinda depressing. -Desiree
