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Alone
May 18, 2016
Maybe if my smile is bright enough
They will not see what’s wrong with me
They’ll never notice the scars I hide
Or how I feel on the inside
A smile is really all I need
To convince everyone I am happy.
I don’t know why no one looks at my eyes
Can’t they see the sadness they hide?
I am not happy can’t you see?
No one really cares to look at me
They’d never know that I was lying
That secretly, inside I’m dying
But I will just keep smiling till’
Somebody notices but no one will
They’ll say, “Look at that happy girl”
“I swear her smile could light the world”
And no one will notice, but I’ll be gone
Because there was no one to fall back on…
© Paula B., Katy, TX
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I was inspired to write this piece based on my past. When I was in 9th grade I struggled with accepting myself. I was bullied and I was the opposite of okay. I wrote this poem because I have noticed how no one ever looks into people's eyes. No one tries to understand how others are feeling. If someone is smiling, everyone thinks they must be happy. But that isn't true. I smiled all of the time, though I was far from happy. Even though this poem is quite sad, I hope people can relate to it and feel some hope that they are not alone. Because you aren't, and you can make it. You're worth being saved.