Outer to InnerA Poem by AchingAlexandraThe real me.
I am,
who you wish to be, pretty, funny, nice, all on the surface. But what lies under, the lies, deception, mask, facade, is the one everyone hates. I attract all the boys, with my angel eyes, flirty personality, giving heart, and beautiful soul. But it is all a lie. Underneath, underlying, that perfect face, is an ugly, repulsive, disgusting, real me. Drugs, Scars, smoke, hate, fear, tears, all flowing freeling under, the perfect face. Empty, broken, Dead, Why can't you smell, the rotting body, under this vessel, of excellence. Now tell me, after reading this, you still won't, believe me, because both my faces, lie like there is no tomorrow. The outer me smiles, And the inner me dies ever time. See through my mask, and crack me open, the the broken babe, waiting to be fed love, affection, adoration. © 2010 AchingAlexandra |
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3 Reviews Added on December 10, 2010 Last Updated on December 10, 2010 AuthorAchingAlexandraCanadaAboutI'm a really nice person, but I have a lot of issues. I love writing, it helps ebb the regular pain I have. First name: Courtney Middle Name: Alexandra I'm purely myself. I don't change to fit.. more..Writing
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