No one has ever seen the real me.
There are times, my smiles are real,
But sometimes i want to hide my pain.
So they never seen my tears falling from my eyes,
I have learned to hold it all silently inside.
Quite often I want to just let go and weep,
But the pain is very intense and too deep.
I need special someone to discern the real me,
And not hold in contempt what they will see.
The weaknesses and flaws I try so hard to hide,
Are all part of the real me I keep hidden inside.
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