Look at me, do you see me?
No, not my physical
but the true being within
the one that
loves
hurts
cries
laughs
and yearns for acceptance
The one who only wants to stop
being on the outside looking in
and join in the game
Can you see the girl who wants
someone just once to know
her name
to care that she is there
to want her
You walk around with your
preconceived notions
Assuming that the girl you see
on the outside is the girl inside
but how wrong you are,
and you don't even know
and its funny how
You think you know me
YOU ARE READING
Puzzle Pieces
PoetryThis is a collection of poems designed to say what I was too afraid to. They are the true, unedited musings of a Outcast..Loner..Weirdo..Psycho.. With these pieces finally together maybe people will see me as I truly am
