Truth

By , Petoskey, MI
As she walks, her lies follow.
We all know the truth is hard to swallow.
Seeing a smile on the outside.
But inside all the pain she hides.
So few would ever guess she takes a razor blade to her flesh.
All she thinks is " would they like me less?"
"f*** the world" her eyes scream.
But this isn't what they see.
She doesn't want to exist.
I want to help her so bad.
To see her this way, it's terribly sad.
i wonder what shes thinking
I don't know where to start.
So who is this girl?
i guess i'll have to break myself apart.





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blackamethyst said...
Aug. 12, 2009 at 1:35 am
amazing poem. I, and probably a lot of other people, can relate. keep writing
 
Kelseyb replied...
Sept. 6, 2009 at 7:14 pm
Thank youu. :)
 
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