Open Your Eyes Poem by Jessica Goudreault

I may appear dark and dreary,
That just means you can't see me clearly

I don't talk much
Around those I don't know,
So what?
My emotions don't show

I wouldn't mind talking to you
Or having a little chat,
But you choose not to,
So that's that

We may have a lot in common,
Though you may find it hard to believe,
I know you don't want to be associated with me

It hurts to be an outcast
For no reason at all,
Maybe it's because I blare my music in the hall

Because I blare my music
You may think I'm dumb,
But it's the only thing that makes me numb
When I can't stand to feel,
Coping with my wounds
That I need to heal,
That you can't understand or comprehend

So you make fun of me,
Ha ha, real funny,
I am a nice person
And a good friend,
Not that you'll ever know
Since you chose to be an a**hole

I know I may be hard to read,
But if you get to know me
You can clearly see my true identity