An outsiders tell

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I've been hurt more times than I can count
I've put a smile on my face when I was hurting the most to hide the pain.
But now but now it's too much to bare
I've kept my feelings inside so many times
That the pressure of being perfect started to hurt and ache
That the realization that something is wrong couldn't be ignored anymore
But who can I tell that won't judge me for the life I have chosen.
We live in a world where you are labeled by what you wear
Who you date and how you talk
Nobody sees anybody as an equal no more
Your an outsider until you change everything about you
Inly then can you be let in
I rather be an outsider than someone I am not
I rather carry around this pain then have someone judge me cause I'm hurting
Hurting so much that nothing can take away this pain I feel.
Cry eat sleep is all I do
Each day it gets harder and harder to live each day I say maybe this one will be it that maybe this day it will all change
That the pain that has kept me back for so long will go away
That the judgemental eyes would turn away
That we can all be accepted as an equal instead of outsiders
But will that day every come only time can tell Until then I shall make an attempt at living my life each day in hopes
That it would soon get better
but I shall forever remain an outsider because I rather be unique than a copy
I rather be an original than a fake
I've been hurt so many times
that I've lost count...

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