the way i feel

the way i feel 
is the same as how i hurt

if i say im ok dont take that
i cry even if i say that

if i could i would die
but i would cause the reader of this poem some hardship

i want to die

i hate myself image
even though im told i look good

i hate that im not smaller 
even thow im not that big

i hate the fact that i let myself care
cuz it only bring more pain 

i can care but i hate it

i am slowly giving up on what this world is

i cant find my true place

i want a true place but its so hard

over the yrs i've cared about ppl 
and then been hurt by them

i wear this smile just so u dont kno
if u ever got to see the real me u would run 

i am who i am 
but no one sees that

i just put on a smile
and say im ok
wen really im dieing in side

if u dont believe this note 
i dont care 
these r my true feelings

but u wont care will u