When many see me they don't see how much i'm dying inside
No they see the smile painted on my face because i chose to lie
When many see me they don't see the tears running down my eyes
No what they see is a disguise…
I make sure they don't see when i have fallen, but every time i have raised
When many see me they don't see what i see
They don't feel what i feel
They don't know that the pain is too late to heal
Like the lemon you're meant to be sweet, but yet every time i take a bite all i taste is the sour past you leave behind
How am i supposed to taste your sweet nectar when sourness is all i find
When people see me they don't know what i know
They don't hear what i hear
They don't understand that love is not kind, but something I fear
So many words have been said, so many promises have been broken that i no longer shed tears
But dust that roams around in the air like pollen
Rebirthing flowers on the cracks of my soul to show that the war is not over I have not fallen
When many see me I make sure they see everything, but me
I make sure that she’s locked away until she’s strong enough to be free
So until then when many see me they dont see the real me No they see a fixed version of whatever they want me to be…
I've noticed it's rare to have a beautiful mind
With each drop of poison that enters this world we just grow to be more blind
With each drop of tears this society rips every part of your courage every part of your pride
Left on the floor weak without a spine
Without support I still managed to get up
I knocked down, but i still managed to stand up
Although at times all i want to do is give up
My heart still pumps blood...
My heart still pumps blood…
When people see me i make sure they dont see me
No matter how much i cry and bleed
I will make sure to forget my past and plant a seed
I will water the fruit inside my soul until i learn to love the real me
I will grow and learn to be free
But until then she will be locked away left to bleed
With each wound she will no longer feel the pain
But i will make sure to keep the pureness of her heart encrypted in her veins
I will teach her… I will teach her no one is to blame ! Because as much as she loved and as much strength she tried to gain
It was just life… you live and learn there's no use to complain.
When many see me they don't see the real me
No they just see a fixed version of what they want me to be
So if you do get to see the real me…
About the Creator
Shauna Berrios
Just a small girl with big dreams.
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