Michele Weston

Rookie (February 23rd / Hanover, Michigan)

See The Truth - Poem by Michele Weston

I lay in bed and pray,
That someday you will hear my screams,
But day after day,
I lie here and keep praying that prayer,
Aren't you supposed to care,
If I am broken, battered, and wounded,
But you don't know,
What I go through every single day.

You see what you wanna see,
When you look at me,
When you look into my eyes,
You didn't see the truth.

I'm not a little girl,
Locked in side a big box for a world,
I have feelings,
That I hide deep inside my soul,
I hurt and ache everyday,
And pray that maybe you'll see the real me,
But that wont happen,
You so busy with everyone else's problems.

You don't see the real me,
When you look at me,
When you look into my eyes,
You don't see the truth.

I am not whole,
I was broken so long ago,
Now I sit and cry,
At night with the blade in my hand,
I wish I could tell you,
But I know you could never see me,
So now I leave,
I'll never look back or miss you.

Will you see me when I'm gone,
When you look for me,
When you try to see my eyes,
Will you finally see the truth?

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  • (2/22/2007 10:00:00 PM)

    If you aren't living as a literal slave you have to much to loose to give up on life. You have to make your life yourself, starting from where you are today. Find people you can relate to and share your feelings with instead of throwing yourself away on people that aren't emotionally available. Throw away the junk people in your life, NOT YOURSELF DEAR. Life evolves into what you make of it so remember to create a peaceful world of good friends for yourself. Best wishes, Dawn

    PS Ignore the losers who try to make people feel like shit like who ever left a one. That's their signature, not yours.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 22, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 22, 2011


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