I'm not a good kid
Though I seem to be.
This silent mask
Hides dark debris.
I sit in class
Silent, polite
Get good grades
I appear just fine.
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You're openly bad.
You show your scars
Tough acts, dirty mouth
No superstar
Talking back to teachers
Skipping class
Headphones in, music blaring
Let it all pass.
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Don't know why you'd talk to to me.
Be nice to me.
Take a shine to me.
Don't know why I'd feel so free
When you
Smile at me.
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You can't see my layers
You think I'm a good kid.
You notice my shyness
Not the darkness within.
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I fight down my demons
As vicious as your's.
I swallow complaints.
My mind's waist-deep in dirt.
I bend till I break
Get beneath people's skin.
My anthem is hard rock
And I'm no innocent.
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But you think I'm a sweetie
And that means so much to me.
I'm not a good kid
But for you,
I'll pretend to be.
YOU ARE READING
Scratching the Surface (Poems)
PoetryUPDATE: I wrote these when I was 13 and depressed all the time. I'm 18 now, and, fortunately, life's been going well! Unfortunately, these poems are fairly cringe, so read at your own risk. Just some poems that I write when I'm in the poetic mood...
