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I've always lived inside a shell, But i want to be free and fly, I've always felt like i'm nobody's, but all i wanted to be was everybodys', I wasnt hungry for fame, but deprived of love. I still am. I always thought i could never be loved, but i always badly needed it, I’ve always asked for Recognition, Because I’m never Appreciated, I’ve always called myself a loon, Because I think, I think too much dirt. I don’t think im pretty, ‘cause from near, When my demons are visible, I see myself My ugliness Reflects, Comes back at me. More hatred. When guys say , “ oh you’re so pretty, You can get any guy you want!” I shatter,because I think They pretend and lie and repeat. I don’t always get what I Crave for, Nor do I manage the relationships. Or maybe they don’t see the real, ‘ugly’, ‘crazy’,’silly’, Me. I don’t see any bright light, Darkness blurs my vision, As if morning Is still asleep, Causing me more Blindness. But all I wanto see is A ray of hope,shining at me. For once, I want to be called actually pretty, Hot,cool,amazing, From someone who’ll mean it and From the one I’d be able to believe. But I am not sure The pseudonym I choose To live with, Would let me Accept what I am wishing for. ……. That’s my issue, I’m locked in this personality-cage. I need rescue. Save me from rage Wake up. Smile.. Fill another page
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Jan 11, 2014
Jan 11, 2014 at 5:37 AM UTC
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I've always lived inside a shell, But i want to be free and fly, I've always felt like i'm nobody's, but all i wanted to be was everybodys', I wasnt hungry for fame, but deprived of love. I still am. I always thought i could never be loved, but i always badly needed it, I’ve always asked for Recognition, Because I’m never Appreciated, I’ve always called myself a loon, Because I think, I think too much dirt. I don’t think im pretty, ‘cause from near, When my demons are visible, I see myself My ugliness Reflects, Comes back at me. More hatred. When guys say , “ oh you’re so pretty, You can get any guy you want!” I shatter,because I think They pretend and lie and repeat. I don’t always get what I Crave for, Nor do I manage the relationships. Or maybe they don’t see the real, ‘ugly’, ‘crazy’,’silly’, Me. I don’t see any bright light, Darkness blurs my vision, As if morning Is still asleep, Causing me more Blindness. But all I wanto see is A ray of hope,shining at me. For once, I want to be called actually pretty, Hot,cool,amazing, From someone who’ll mean it and From the one I’d be able to believe. But I am not sure The pseudonym I choose To live with, Would let me Accept what I am wishing for. ……. That’s my issue, I’m locked in this personality-cage. I need rescue. Save me from rage Wake up. Smile.. Fill another page
im looking for a better future ahead,but presently, so much mess. i was told,i tend to live in a situation im not even in,my overthinking ruins it.andi need some real good advise . ©Complicated charmer 2013
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Jan 11, 2014
Jan 11, 2014 at 5:37 AM UTC
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