I'm Not Sure

How Does it feel?

To be apart of the crowd…

How does it feel?

To break down crying…

How does it feel?

To not know who you are…

How does it feel?

To be something you’re not…

Close your eyes and see

That there is a part of me

I don’t want you to know

I don’t want you to see

She’s weak

She’s scared

She’s alone

But she’s me…

I want to be strong next to you

I want to be the one that saves you

I want to be the girl who’s perfect for you

But how can I be when I have so many flaws

When I’m not perfect, how can’t you see?

You make me think I’m pretty

For those split moments you stare at me

I wish I could see through your eyes

To know what exactly it is you see in me.

Author's Note

Mmm sorry. i'm trying to get back into writing, but... I don't know.

Reviews

[StoryTailor]

Ah... We're in the same boat, you and I. Of course, you're writing is amazing anyway. Which is something I'm starting to become jealous of. Haha? Nawn, bad joke... I didn't get it either. But with this poem, I don't see what you're worried about. The flow is marvelous, and the emotions seep out. That's all you need in a poem... In my opinion after all... Um... Great job!

[deeps]

I can really feel this wirte here. Such amazing flow and words.
I like the emotions in this. Very real and powerful.