The world sees what you

The world sees what you want them to see

There is a vast majority of me

That has been neglected and never seen the light of day

With all of this getting in my way

Ask my friends, they don't know my pain

My loss, my fear, or my gain

They don't know my grandma's sick, how she's slowly dyin'

They don't know how hard it is to keep from cryin'

They don't know how I draw and sometimes I can panic over the slightest things,

And absolutely love watching Lord of the Rings

I have a reputation to uphold, can't be seen as a nerd

If so, I may just lose my herd

My friends, those who I thought were, anyway

They don't see my just barely survivin' day to day

Not a soul knows about my need for love

And how I need it, even though it isn't from above

While I know there's a God, he sure doesn't love me

I mean, if he did, he'd make my dad come back, wouldn't he?

There is so much I feel and think that scares me

But it isn't like there is someone I can talk to, not really

Instead I sit here, waiting

For what? I'm still debating

Where will my life lead, questions running around in my head

They keep me up at night, laying in my bed

You want me to pull back the curtain, see who is in for the long-haul?

This is me, the real me, once and for all

This poem is about: 
Me

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