The Real Me, What I Feel, What I See

Understand

You don't understand

You don't live my life

So don't tell me i don't have it bad

Everyone has their own mind

Their own thoughts

Their own perspective

Everyone takes things differently

Through violence

Through kindness

You don't walk in my shoes

You aren't my parents kid

You don't have my mind

Your just a visitor

Visiting a family

A family that puts on a good family act

We act sweet

Once you leave

We no longer have to act

I always act

Like I'm happy

Like i enjoy life

If you had my mind

If you lived in my shoes

Looked through my eyes

Then you maybe

Just maybe

You might understand

It may look like

I have a great life

Have a good family

My parents are divorced

My step Dad and Mom fight

My siblings treat me as if I'm invisible

What you see

Is loving parents

Loving siblings

You don't know

The bruises are from my brothers

The blood shot eyes are from the yelling

I cant stand yelling

It makes me cringe in a corner

It makes me feel like their directed towards me

I hate fighting

But i have to stand up for myself

Im weak so i get taken down

Don't act like you know me

Know my life

Know my mind

You don't

You don't know anything about

Or at least the true me.

Don't judge me

Don't listen to others

Just ask me

I'll be honest.