When you look at me
What exactly do you see?
You see a smiling girl laughing her heart out
And you think Its me joking around
You watch me being cheerful
And you believe I'm Blissful
You believe I'm happy and all
And if I ever stop
It's then when you'll ask
"You feel ok?" and I'm going to say
"Just a little sleepy" and every day
Is going like this:
With me falling apart
And with you smiling at that
So sometimes I wish
"Please let them notice
How broken I am
And let them lend me a hand
Cause I know I won't last
If this nightmare keeps up"
So now I'll ask you once again
When you look at me
Do you see my real self
Or the image of someone else?
Cause if you can't see
The waterfall of salt tears
Hidden behind my laugh,
My bleeding heart
With her million pieces around
And the blood falling to the ground
From all the scars I've done
In my body and soul
Then you will never understand
Who I really am
And how I truly feel
What I want and what I need
What makes me happy
And what makes me sad
Because all the tears I've shed
Comes from my dark
From that specific thing
That makes myself hated to me
From my inner self
You'll never come to see...
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Thoughts Can Kill
PoetrySome random and depressive thoughts. Cause when I'm feeling down poetry is my way out. Work of an amateur... First attempt to publish something as personal as my feelings.