when people
look at
me...
all they know they see
... it is
not
me.
they see the one
who smiles
like she has
nothing bad in her life ... like she the most popular girl
around.
but ...
whats
REALLY me ... no one seems to see ...
that shes just alone in the sea...
no one to really
see. how much she cries and how she is
seen...
the threats
and the
lies...
the
constant
harassment and the spies... why cant they see....
I'm not perfect like they want me to
be
Please just realize whats really me
losing something you love dearly and
then living on!
you sit through the days, some depressed some
happy
but you start to think and start to miss
what do we do
cry? lock it away? ignore it?
well there nothing you can do except
accept it
hes gone and you will never know how it feels
that empty feeling in your
heart will be there
for life.......
your heart will never heal