The way I am,
is not who I used to be,
if you can understand, I will help you to see.
Extreme kindness I will show,
though inside I burn with a fire that continues
I want to be happy, so I put on an act all
the time, but when alone I start to unwind,
loosening the binds, on the darkness that's never
hard to find.
I may harass you, but its because I'm so alone inside,
and the lonely void shows me what's true, then
laughs while I cry.
I don't understand it, but I don't understand me, look
into my eyes, what do you see? There's doubt and hate
behind those baby blues, you think I'm so cute, but
behind these eyes I hate you.
Some of you I truly despise, but some just buy my
disguise, all you have to do is look into my eyes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.