If I walked away,
Would you notice, I am gone?
Would you even care?
You say you know me well,
So tell me,
When you look at me,
Do you see the smile on my face,
Or the tears I hold inside?
Tell me,
When you look at me,
Do you see a strong man, I draw outside,
Or the scared little boy inside?
But all you see,
A fine,
A boy without heart,
A boy so selfish,
Because for you,
I am fake.
And you say, you know me well.
But I am so much more,
I'm sad,
I'm lonely,
I'm broken,
I'm unpredictable,
I'm complicated,
I'm sick,
I'm lost.
And you say, you know me.
But you don't even know,
You've always see,
What I let you see.
But what about Real Me?
The everyday me....
The boy, with whom nothing goes right.
The one who could breakdown at any moment,
And have no clue why..
I try so hard to fight,
But sorry,
I am failed to make you realize.
Now I am sure nothing last forever,
That's why I'm ending this here.
But what about Real Me?
The everyday me......
Kripa Nath © 2017
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem