Look at that girl,
Always smiling,
Though never showing how broken she became.
Look at that girl,
Always obedient,
Holding back the contradicting thoughts.
Look at that girl,
Always laughing,
Bottling up those tears just waiting to overfill.
Look at that girl,
Always surrounded by people
Never expressing how alone she was.
Look at that girl,
Always the role model,
Hiding the mistakes so no disappointment is surfaced.
Look at that girl,
Always looking beautiful,
Layering on the make up to cover her battle scars.
Look at that girl,
Always standing strong,
Covering the fact that she’s about to crumble.
Look at that girl,
Frowning,
Rebelling,
Crying,
Alone,
Fucked up,
Ugly,
Weak,
This is the real me, the true me, and the beautiful me.
Come take a look at my scars,
I’ll show you how deep pain truly is…
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I wish I could convince you that you don't have to feel this way, that you don't have to think you're some fucked up piece of shit like you always feel because of someone else's doing. But I know that as many times as I try, it's not possible. And I don't know if that makes me a failure as a friend, or this is something beyond the comprehension of even the most complex of poets or of friends. I just want to let you know that you're not fucked up, you're not alone, you're not ugly or weak or anything that this says. Everything that people see IS you, and if you don't let them see that, you'll understand why they don't get you.
ReplyDeleteDon't be afraid to be wrong. Don't let even the most authoratative of people tell you that "You can't" or "You're not good enough" because it's the biggest fucking lie on the earth.
Maybe it's all the wrong in the world that's affecting not only you, but me, too. Maybe it's hormones, trying to ruin the goodness in our lives. Maybe it's just something above and beyond the human aspect. But I can't tell you for sure. All you can do is trust me.