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Oct 2012
You see this smile I force
but what you don't see
is what is really happening
I'm not always confident
I'm really just a good actor.
I may look happy
but I'm not really.

Who do you you want me to be?
Someone like you?
Someone like everyone else?
I can't do that.
I can't be who you want me to be.
I can't be that girl.
I can't be that perfect.

You see the scars
but you don't see the pain.
You see the lies
with the truth not to be found.
This is how I feel
but you'll probably never see
the real me.

I'm so afraid to tell anyone
about how i really feel.
I know I should see someone
but no one believes me.
My mom wouldn't believe me.
How would I tell her?
How would I tell you?
Destinie Marie
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Destinie Marie  California
(California)   
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