Fifth Poem- Is that really me?

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Is That Really Me?

I look at the mirror

Hiding away from the the world upstairs

I see a face filled with undisguised terror

And I wish there was someone who truly cares


But is that really me?

The person with cuts on their arms

The person that is drowning in a pool of misery

The one covered in scars


Scars that are visible

And scars that are not

I wonder if I am alive or invisible?

Please, I volunteer to get shot


All my life I felt pain,

All my life I felt hurt,

Am I vain?

Am I just a piece of dirt?


What is it like to be accepted?

To be loved and to laugh

To feel like you owned the world?


I was made a fool by others

Beaten by mother

And yelled at by father

I am what you would call unaccepted.


But I won't give up hope.

Though I don't know how long I can last

After all I am human

But for know I won't touch that rope. 

By DEVILSANGEL7 

By DEVILSANGEL7 

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That was really hard to write. If you are offended by this in any way please tell me though i don't think there is anything like that but still. I might be writing something relating to the character but it is another persons perspective. Or I might write something else. If you want me to write about a certain topic please tell me and thank you again for reading it. Please know that it means a lot to me and I really appreciate it. 

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