This is meA Poem by rosaliea poem about looking past glimmers and seeing someones true self.This is me Take away the pain, take away the misery. Look what's underneath, what do you see, is there anything left? am I still me? What do you see? Questions in my head, never answers. What happens when I leave? What happens when I go? Don't you see me hurting. Don't you know. Can't you see me fighting to breath. When people ask if I'm OK, what do I say, do I say yes, do I say no or do I just walk the other way. All these questions in my head, never knowing the truth, never knowing the real me. Take away the pain, take away the misery. What do you see. When you look in the mirror, when you're staring at me. Can’t you see I’m struggling to find a hold to grab onto, who I can lean onto. Who can I know? How do you see the real me. I'm not who you think I am. I can't let people in. I can't let them know I'm different. I can't let them know the real me. When they see me, they see a person. They don't see the wounds inside, they don't see the tears under the painted smile. They don't see me. Is it easier for everyone if I just leave? Will they notice when I'm gone. A broken soul inside a fixed body. Take away the pain, take away the misery. What is underneath? Underneath is me. Underneath is who I am. Don't try and fix me. I am not broken or damaged. I am me. Look past the jagged edges. Take a breath and see. This is who I am, this is me. I am a strong yet weak person. I am not perfect, but i am me. I am a person who thinks. I am a person who feels. I am not a statue. I live and breath. I live and will continue living not to show anyone anything. I live for me. I breathe this air. I will never leave. I will stay strong. Take a breath and let myself free. This is me. © 2017 rosalieAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on November 18, 2017 Last Updated on November 18, 2017 AuthorrosalieAuckland, New ZealandAboutIve always loved writing but I've never had the confidence to share my work, until one day a friend told me to be an island in a world of continents. they told me to be myself and not worry about what.. more..Writing
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