People see what i cant see about me

by {Ms. Felicia}   Nov 20, 2004


What is it about me?
Can someone answer?
People think I'm so beautiful
But I’m not
People say I have a great personality
The secret is its fake
I pretend to be someone else
Cause the real me is a lost girl
Depressed and lonely
Never to be satisfied
Why do all my friends want me?
They all rush at the first chance they get
I don’t understand
What is it?
I go out with people that I like
But being who I am
Slowly lose thought
And no longer am I satisfied
I’m tired of moving around
I want to find my self
Want to know what it is
Cause when I look in the mirror
I see something different
Then all the other kids
Freshmen, sophomores,
Juniors and seniors
All my friends all like me
Think I’m hot
But I’m really not
Think my personality
Is one of a kind?
It’s hard to pretend
It gets boring always hiding
Afraid to come out
And show the world me
Afraid of what people will think
What to do
Where to go
Tired of feeling like this
Thinking of my self as nothing
When all my friends see me as something

this poem my make me sound conceded im not i dont think im anything im not beautiful or hot thats what others think
© Felicia Couture 2004

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