I cry to much these days,
I have to many tear stains on my pillow.
I feel empty and hollow,
I'm filled with sorrow.
The voices in my head make me cry and scream in pain.
But you never see,
The depressed and hurt girl who stands right in front of you.
I may not have scars on the outside,
But that doesn't mean I don't have them on the in.
You see a girl full of joy, I see a girl full of hurt.
You never ask how I feel or if I'm okay,
You wipe me aside and say she's fine, but that's not the truth,
I'm hurt and angry,
I have to many voices inside my head,
I feel broken and you say I'm fine?
You say I'm all smiles and sunshine,
When in reality I'm sad,
I have a storm above my head,
It won't leave until I'm dead.
YOU DON'T SEE
I'm grieving,
You don't see no pain,
You don't see no mistakes,
You say I'm lying and I just want attention that I don't deserve.
Yet all I want is to be listened to,
To be told I'm loved,
I'm cared about.
Yet I know that's not true,
You look at me with distrust and anger,
Never love and care,
So when you say I'm fine,
Know in reality I'm broken.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryThis is just a description it is not in the book: The water travels down your checks, Sad and broken is all I see, You have no hope, no love as you fall to your knees and brake down again. You were so happy, But now I can see it was for her Never...
