Pressure

by Saara   Sep 15, 2010


Well I tried and tried to tell you
In so many ways
What is going on here?
But what am I spose to say

I don't see what you see
This is not what I imagined
Didn't think that this right here
Is how it all would end

Mirrors tell me the truth
While you all tell me lies
None of the descriptions you give
Fulfil what I see outside

I see hate and disgust in your eyes
Its the first truth I've seen
So I will keep on hiding
Until I see all that I dream

I guess I should have known
That you would not understand
That you could not accept this
Or see me for who I really am

There are no more surprises
It all ends here today
Because I can no longer hide this
Lets here what you have to say

If you knew the pressures
Of being perfect all the time
You would do the same thing I am
Just so you could hide

Soon enough they'll notice
Lets hope its not too late
Maybe then they'll see
That I tried so hard to tell them
In so many ways

Well now I know they notice
But do they really care
I faded into nothing
Because I was never really there

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