My smiling face
You see it pass by
But, you don't see me
Not on the inside
Inside there's insecurity
Inside there are tears
Inside there is anxiety
Inside there is fear
Fear of judgment, humiliation
Fear that that others will be unkind
Fear of pain, loss
Fear to speak my mind
This is not who you see
When you stand and look at me
The one that you all know
Is the person that I show
My smiling face
You see it passing by
But, you don't see me
Because that is who I hide.
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Failed Attempts at Poetry
شِعرThese poems (if you could even call them that) have no sense. They are simply the words of a girl who has tried to put thoughts onto paper.
