I cry out in pain
I'm screaming my lungs out
But you look the other way and said, "Just ignore it she's acting out, it isn't real."
My tears aren't real
My scars aren't real
My screams aren't real
and my pain isn't real
I should be an actress you said, cause it's the only thing I'm good at.
My smile doesn't feel real
My laugh doesn't feel real
The way I am doesn't feel real anymore
There are thousands of personas to choose from. What kind do you want me to be?
Tell me your pick and I'll be just that for you.
Cause the me now isn't good enough for you.
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An Untold Truth
PoetryJust a series of poems that mean a lot to me and maybe some of you can relate to.