I search and search
But can't seem to find it.
I'm looking for my perfect place,
Someplace Quiet.
A place I can call mine.
A place where there is no one around.
No one to call me names,
Or kick me while I'm down.
A place where I can be happy.
A place i can actually look at myself.
A place where I wont be hurt.
But it don't exist.
I just wish people would look,
Deeper than my outer shell,
And notice a wounded girl,
A girl going through Hell.
I want to be able to look in the mirror,
And tell myself im beautiful without lying.
Soneday I will get up the courage,
And say F*ck off!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem