On the outside
People know me as "that girl in my class"
Shy, smart, decent friend
I don't get to show people the real me
Because of what they think about me on the outside
My Personality
No one knows how broken I am
Until I confess it to them
Then, there's the kindness, loving caring person
That others get to see
Because they are interested in my LIFE!
There can't be an emotion
That expresses my thoughts everyday
When there's no one for me I have hope
That maybe people will realize how
Broken I am because of my past
I may be a loner,
But I have hope to find my someone special
I may have made some bad impression
People that I know today
May think I am bad, rude, even a BULLY
They think they know me but,
They don't
Am I really a bad person or is
It my attitude they don't like?
I don't care no more
It's the only way I can by myself.
