Pathetic and bad
Knowing that you haven't caught up

Yes it's a good day
But I let tears out
And I didn't mean for you
To see me that way

Sometimes no one sees
The real me
The one who
Writes poetry

The one who stopped
Cutting
Just so I can be "happy"

The one who doesn't know
How to act in school
Quiet or mean
Sad or fake happy

I , the one who
Stays and sees the fights
But stays quiet
And isn't on a side

But who do they think I am ?
The myriam who just
Makes them laugh
And does favors
Like lightning fast

Or the mariym
Who suffers
Just by over thinking
At night ..