What You Don'T See Poem by Claire Abbott

People think they know you,
They are friends and relatives.
They've known you for so long,
They assume they knw everything.
Really they don't know half of it.
When you go to bed at night,
they don't see behind the closed doors.
When you go to school each day,
They don't see whats in your head.
When you talk to people,
You don't say everything you are thinking.
When you write a poem,
Words cannot express all that you mean.
People don't really know me.
They never see me cry,
never see what hurts me and why.
They never see the pain,
That I put myself through.
Never see the thought or unhappiness,
the hatred, the guilt that runs through my mind.
Never know what I am thinking, yes I may be talking about science,
But I'm thinking about mistakes I have made,
About me as myself.
People don't know that I'm obsessed with my weight,
And that I constantly battle against a disorder.
People can't see the real me,
I don't want them to.
I don't think they'd like me.
I don't even like me.