Infatuated Bliss

What You Think of Me

What do you see in me?

What do you see on me?

What do you know about me?

What do you think of me?

Pay attention closely because your perception-

Is everything

You see me cry a few tears and call it sadness

I cry a few tears and call it depression

You see me wearing a black hoodie every day and call me goth

I'll tell you that I'm petrified at the thought of letting anyone in

You don't ever listen

You see me with earbuds in and music blasting for miles and call me deaf

I say I'm drowning out the cries and screams no one wants to hear

You see cuts on my wrists and you call me suicidal, emo

I say it's feeling something

Because I haven't felt anything in so long and I yearn to feel again

You think I'm a joyful, ignorantly bliss, intelligent, caring, and cold person

I just haven't bothered to peel off this facade of a smile

Especially not for someone who can't even care to see past this mask

Wouldn't even put the minimal amount of effort to see something right in front of you

You see a kid whose been thrown out by society

I see someone who was doing what he was told since birth

To be different

You see me as a friend

I see you as just another person I'm barely ready to let go