.:Some one im [n][o][t]:.

.:i looked into the mirror.:
.:my smile hiding the pain:.
.:i run a brush through my hair:.
.:and then im out the door:.
.:on the bus early in the morning:.
.:i pretend the day will be great:.
.:i laugh and joke with my friends:.
.:and sleep in my classes:.
.:remembering my mother high screaming voice:.
.:and the way she yelled at me last night:.
.:i appear to be happy and always smile:.
.:my days are full of portending:.
.:secretly afraid of others:.
.:judging, watching, hating me:.
.:and who'll hurt me next:.
.:feeling unloved and unhappy:.
.:my smile hiding the pain:.
.:when i get home:.
.:iv already done something wrong:.
.:never perfect enough for my mother:.
.:with insecurities that grow:.
.:i looked into the broken mirror:.
.:and guess what i see...:.
:.i see someone im not:.