3 February 2013
They look at me
But they don't see
The real me
All they see
Is my false reality
What I want them to see.
I used to want the true reality
I wanted it so desperately.
You can't see
Just by looking at me
All the pain
I have endured.
All the hurt
That I feel.
All the scars
That I hide.
Beneath layers
Of sarcasm and anger
Sadness and regret.
All the time hoping
For someone
To save me
From myself
From
My scars.
Scars • Opuss № I