This Isnt Me

this poem is about that i want to tell you how i feel but yet i cant tell you eventhough ii want to

if only i can change my mind,
maybe i could tell you whats wrong
whats going on in this little brain here
maybe i could tell you what i feel
all those words people say haunt me still

i try to be perfect
for your eyes to see
but im not perfect
that's just me
you don't know what i think about at night
and you don't know my pain in my eyes
i scream at myself when i get something wrong
Just get it right!
you may see some happy soul above
you may see some corrupted, messed up girl
you even see a girl who doesn't talk
you may see this snotty girl
maybe you even see a spoiled brat
but one thing you don't see
is what i feel everyday
im not perfect
and yes i think to myself
there's more words in my head
than whats coming out of my mouth
yes i hurt everyday
and yes even though i act like i don't care, i do
just like i said there's more words talking in my brain
than there are coming out of my mouth
my mind is free
but my mind wont let those words leave
the girl you see
isnt the real me

Author's Note

i would really like to know how you feel about this poem

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

my mind won't let these words leave... Nice write...