Who am I?

by xoOrdinaryGirlox   May 20, 2005


As I look at myself with despair,
My arms are cut and bleeding,
I know no-one will care,
But I am sitting here pleading
for myself to stop.

I'm shocked at the way people see me,
The way I come across,
I want to hide away from society,
And forget all lies and mistrust.

No-one will notice if I ask myself who I am,
they'll think I have gone mad,
I am an empty shell with all colours bland,
And eyes that are tired and sad.

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  • 4 years ago

    by silvertung69

    I like it. Some adjustment to the arrangement to give it a sound and it would be fan tic emo! You got serious potential luv.

  • 17 years ago

    by amoxi

    This poem was filled with a lot of emotions and its pretty much what everyone goes though in puberty and it sucks im so glad those years are over, another wonderful poem, keep up the writting you are very good

  • 17 years ago

    by Espoirfailed

    Very fluent and nice use of enjambement. i think this poem was absolutely bursting with emotion and it was so easy to read it just flowed, well done

  • 17 years ago

    by Broken Arrows

    Hey I really like this poem. I can really relate to it. It comes off really strong but in a good way. Nice goin. Keep it up! 5/5

  • 18 years ago

    by xoOrdinaryGirlox

    Thanx for the comment, i loved your poem, it was strong!!

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