To Whom It May Concern

To whom it may concern,
I'm not that pretty or smart.
But I can be the greatest,
Truly at heart.

To whom it may concern,
I'm always smiling.
But inside,
There's something hiding.

To whom it may concern,
I hate to cry.
But I just wait for the days,
To end and pass by.

To whom it may concern,
Many thoughts go through my head.
Many words and actions I'm waiting for,
But not yet done or said.

Nobody knows how I really feel,
But this pain I feel is truly real.
I wish someone to be there,
And for someone to always care.

That is all I wish for,
To whom it may concern.