Hidden Pearl

 
Sparkling eyes,
When I turn myself around,
I can't forgive the way you gaze at me,
With disgust...
When you're all smiles,
And adoring gawk,
Like you do when you talk to HER,
If only....
If only....
I had the power...
To open the bottle,
Full of fire...
Why can't you look at ME?
ME inside
Not the small clam
That I am...
I tried to save you,
But I failed...
Too late...
She spirited you away.
Too bad you couldn't see the real me,
Couldn't...
Didn't...
Won't...
CAN anyone see through this mask of paper clay,
When all I can do is stare at your back as you walk away?

Reviews

[Ashley June Canfield]

You have a mature mind. I like this

[Norma M Sutton]

I like this poem in spite of all the negative words in it.

[Linear]

For one so young, you write really well, you express emotions as an adult would, even better than some, another excellent poem

[Frank F. Atanacio]

you have a wonderful writing style full of dramatic pauses--just loved it Frank :)