I am the girl who holds this smile,
which is not near the truth…
The girl who walks with friends,
and in her head screaming,
“If only you knew!â€
Who repeats to herself the days will someday get better,
Who has tried and tried to kill herself,
begging inside some to help her.
I am the girl who sometimes walks to the bathroom stool and just let all my emotions go…
And when I walk out looking normal,
begging someone would someday know.
2 know how it is to wake up in the morning with not wanting any thing more but just for someone to love,
To just have a second of someone’s time to just give a F U C K.
I am the girl who screams deep in my heart
for someone to just hold me.
I am the girl who pretends that my life
is wonderful and I am happy.
I hide the scars that are hidden in my wrist,
I hold my pain this life I hate to live.
Sometimes I pray can someone show me what love is really like.
Can someone agree that getting
beat from my dad is just ain’t right.
I am the girl who smokes it all just
to let my memories of pain disappear,
I am the girl who begs to the lord,
Let someone show me they do care.
So remember when you look with a smile and I smile back,
Know there is something more,
more to that fake laugh.
There are few who can help my problems forget,
But not even they can let these pains of tears go to rest.
There are so many that say,
“Oh she looks so happy.â€
So that’s why I wrote this poem,
For those who don’t know me.