The Beauty In Me

I’ve been so heartless with the option of being kind

I’ve been face to face with the option of being blind

I’ve always knew too much, except from what I want to know

Ask me why - I can’t explain

Yet I’m collapsing with so much pain

My scars are my God, I swear they’re somewhere inside me

 

The past keeps playing like an old unpleasant song

If it hit the parades, it’s going to be everywhere for too long -

Bad melodies sometimes are much stronger than the good ones

If you’re just pretentious it’s alright

If it goes wrong or right, anyway you’re gonna be in the spotlights

 

But me, I’m scared, almost defeated and lost

I refuse to see the sunlight and waited till wintertime

To step outside and feel cold but only inside

I want to be seen but first I want to recognize who I am

Then I’ll trust I’ve got the strength to introduce me to somebody else

If I could only see the beauty in me

Where our freedom lies within 

Author's Note

A just a lil' poem.

Reviews

[外人 (Gaiji..]

Bem interesante, obviamente o teu poema è cheio de pathos, è interesante por ser introspectivo, mas se aceita uma dica: trabalha mais um pouco na metrica (seria mais agradavel se todas as estrofas tivessem o mesmo numero de verso, tambem os versos em si, sao pesados, alevia um pouco a proxima vez, por exemplo, tenta quebrar um conceito em mais versos, nao è obligatorio dizer tudo em um unico verso (algo que aprendi com a pratica). Mesmo assim otimo trabalho, adorei !

[Wórdsmíth]

As a poem it's nice..i think thoughts are high to think...to write...to read.
well, nice piece.

[Dhaye]

What a coincidence! I have also a poem with the same title. This one is soul-searching.
May you find yourself truly happy.
Keep going.

[Sagar Waingankar]

This one brings pride along! Nice work!

[Coyote Poetry]

"My scars are my God, I swear they’re somewhere inside me"
Good to be able to read you poetry again. The poem open the door to many questions. We need people to see who we are and what we need.
"Then I’ll trust I’ve got the strength to introduce me to somebody else
If I could only see the beauty in me
Where our freedom lies within "
No weakness in this amazing poetry.
Coyote