Just Me Poem by Trinity Blaire Celestine

You think I’m strong,
But you don’t know that I quiver at night
Fearing whatever awaits me in the morning of the next day
You think I’m behave,
But you don’t know that I’ve spent nights with a bottle of beer
Cursing my own life’s mess.
You think I’m happy,
But you don’t know that I have this huge hole in my heart
That will never repair itself
You think I’m friendly and warm,
But you don’t know that I can count the friends that I have
And that I’m usually on my guard when someone’s around.
You think I must be nice to talk to,
But you don’t know that I can be boring,
Or I can be the weirdest when it comes to conversations.
You think I’m intelligent,
But you don’t know that I’ve never felt that way
And that I think I’m actually dumb and so absent-minded
You think I’m proud of myself,
But you don’t know that I look at the mirror
And sigh with all the negative thoughts popping out.
You think I’m beautiful,
But you don’t know that I try my best to appear pleasing
Yet still I end up disappointed about me.
You think I’m humble
But you don’t know that it’s actually my having low self-confidence
or self-esteem
or that thing which they call inferiority complex.
You think I’m special,
Well, think twice and watch me for 24 hours so you’ll see,
That I’m very ordinary.
I’m saying this because I wish to be liked
Not because I’m this or that,
Whatever good you can say Or have heard about me.
I wish to be liked, for who I am,
With all the bloopers,
With all the craziness,
With all my ordinary-ness.
I wish for you to see
Just me.