When people say they're sad,
Or that they have been crying,
I feel a strange surprise,
And within a desperate sighing.Not because they're sad,
Or because I wonder why,
But more because I'm thinking,
"You tell others when you cry?"Because you see I thought,
It's something you keep secret,
Something you never tell,
Locked away, so no one sees it.When I cry, I hide,
And If my eyes are red,
I fake a yawn so that they think
I'm simply tired insteadWhen they ask me how I feel,
And I really feel like death,
I'll tell them, "good thanks, how are you?"
Lying with each breath.So when someone is open,
When someone is brave,
I never quite know how to act,
Never mind what to say.I feel anger rise inside me,
When someone is truthful
About how they are feeling,
It makes me almost illI wish I had more courage,
And didnt feel such shame,
I wish I didnt try to hide,
Brush my feelings away.I wish I could be strong,
Tell others how I am,
But I suppose my mind
Has been trained to scam.Ive always lived in fear,
Of being judged and hated,
Ostrasized for what I feel,
To lie with breath that's batedTheres always been a darkness,
Deep inside my soul
A monster in the shadows,
That out to me would callHe tells me to be silent,
To never say a word
Tell them things that frankly
Always sound absurdTell them all "I'm perfect,
of course I dont have scars!"
"I havent spent my life,
fighting vicious wars!""I've never thought of death,
Of leaving life behind.
Of course I don't need help,
I've told you, I'm just fine!"So I suppose I'm jealous,
of people who are free,
To speak out when something is wrong,
Who are so different to me.They tell so many people,
Whats inside of them,
Instead of hiding in the dark,
Fiddling with a hem.But now I've said all this,
It's possible you think,
That I have something wrong with me,
That I am on the brinkSo I must assure you,
I'm perfectly alright,
There's no need for concern at all,
I'm sorry for the fright!Because you see I'm perfect,
Of course I dont have scars!
I've never thought of dying,
I've never fought a war.Everything is fine,
I dont need help, I'm not fake.
So please dont ask again
Or else... I just might break....
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Transforming Poetry
PoezjaA book of various poems of different types, just wanting to challenge myself really!