Don'T Look At Me... Poem by Ianne de Angel

Don’t look at me... Please...

My eyes are blind by the fear
My ear just listen new tears
My mouth is in doubt about what it could say
My mind now is too away…

My body is hided by the sex
My hand is dirty of blood
My name is using it stress
When my family is closed by falsehood

I’m just a child, crying for stay alive
Another person trying to survive
I’m just a kid, afraid of the life
And I’m too tired, of being your wife

Don’t look at me
My memories are trying to pretend
(That I never was happy)
My brain is trying to understand
Why do my body became so nasty
I still in love for you…
I still hide and afraid…
I still being anyone…
I keep hurting of what I said…