On the outside, I seem perfectly fine.
Like Im you average person.
Worrying about school, drama, friends.
I smile and laugh,
I curse homework as much as any other.
Yet there's something beneath it all.
Something hidden that I keep down.
I look like the average person,
Smiling at the right moments.
I feel like a doll,
Having those cheesy smiles on their faces.
Perfect and nothing wrong.
If you knew the real me hidden beneath the doll,
It would be such a different change.
The girl that cries to sleep,
The girl that wishes for it all to end,
The girl that soul is covered in pain.
Maybe then, you would see the real me.
But that girl never comes out in the day,
Only in the dark when no on is there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is so deep...I really like your analogy of life as a doll and that's how you make it through the day...sad but I can relate to how you feel....really love this poem.