Doesn't it hurt
Doesn't it feel kind of funny
Doesn't it make you want to crumple up
And run away
Don't you wanna hide
here i am
Or just cry, cry for hours on end
Because of those things
Things they said
I CAN'T HEAR YOU
i...cant...hear...you
Is it because I'm different?
Because.. so what if I'm different?!
Is it because I don't smile, smile all the time
Cuz guess what??
I'm NOT happy all the time
I'm full up to here with pain and sadness
Anger, fear, even a little hatred
Hatred because no ever sees the me inside of me
I'm not always gonna be happy, beautiful... perfect
Some days, I'm gonna be broken
I'm going to help
So maybe help
Instead of always expecting me to be okay, help
Maybe I wouldn't feel worthless then
Maybe I wouldn't feel like a waste of space
Maybe you could save me from this monster in my head
Try that instead of judging me
Instead of waiting for me to pull through on my own
Instead of thinking that a human can do God's work by herself
Because I can't do it on my own!
If I could, then why are you here?
I'm here to help you, so take some time and help me.
Please
YOU ARE READING
Little Do You Know
PoesíaSome of my poetry. Most of it sucks, but I'd appreciate it you dropped some votes on the ones you do enjoy. It helps me keep writing. ~Little do you know, the pain in my heart comes from the knife you didn't know you were holding~
