Contradiction

No way to describe this really.

She says it's mean

But does she see

Behind the poem

To how I really feel?

 

Does she see

The contradiction

Staring

Straight at me?

 

It may

Be mean

But so

Is she

 

It's true

I told

It wasn't

My secret to tell

 

But untrue

That's what she said!

What about what

She called me?

 

All's fair

In love and war

And this

Is definetly war

 

She contradicts

Herself

I contradict

Myself

 

We don't

Click

We don't

Fit

 

Does she

Really know

The real person

That is me

 

What she knows

About me

Doesn't even

Scratch the surface

 

She doesn't see

Behind the facade

She doesn't see

How I feel

 

Depression

Hurts

She's never

Felt it

 

Being afraid

That someone will leave

Keeps you on your toes

Not always a good thing

 

Being afraid

That you'll come to school

And no one will talk to you

Because of a nasty rumor

 

This is pain

This is true

It will never stop

Until I leave

Author's Note

For Isabelle