What you see… isn’t me.
You see the version of me you want to see.
You see the girl quietly crying at night so her parents won’t hear, or you don’t.
You see the girl that never wants to go home, or you don’t.
You see what you want to see.
You chose to look past the bags under my eyes from getting no sleep.
You chose to ignore the obviously fake smile I gave you, when you asked if I was “okay”.
I wasn’t okay.
In fact, I wasn’t okay at all.
But I don’t want your pity; I never have.
What I want you to do is see the important side of me.
The strong side of me.
How resilient I am.
How I’ve bounced back from EVERY obstacle I’ve been put through.
That’s what you need to see, to understand me.
What you need to see, is the person I’ve become; all on my own.
What I want you to see is my unconventionally Beautiful Mind.