My Life (C)

Welcome to my humble home,
I mean my humble life,
Little do you know
I carry lots of strife.

You see my friends do not judge,
By it's cover a book,
Because sometimes you are wrong,
Until you have another look.

So you see this smile,
That makes you think I'm a happy girl,
That just might not be the case,
You see some things make me want to hurl.

But is this really real?
I hear voices think in your head,
Your judging what I'm saying,
But it's OK you go ahead.

Is she just pretending?
Is her life really good?
Well I'll begin to tell you shall I?,
First of all I'm a in a hood.

You see I'm a trouble maker,
Or is that just what i want you to think?
You're judging by my cover
I tell by the way you repeatedly blink.

You're not quite sure what to believe,
Your not sure if I'm lying,
Some probably still think I am,
But deep down I am dying.

You see my friends I'll leave you,
With mystery in your mind,
If you look a little closer,
You don't know what you could find.

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* Hi, i wrote this to try and make people think and it's true with any situation, love,life,depression,mystery,fantasy or what ever, because ya c i believe theres a reason 4 everything you just have to find out what it is and find the piece of jigsaw always missing and once you've found it, it makes it a hell of alot easier in life n u should Never judge a book by its cover, read my poem carefully it's there to help EVERYONE Please rate n comment Thanks*