When you look at me, what do you see?
When I look I see doubt, shame, fear.
I may seem like the nice person,
the fun person,
the popular girl,
the loud, proud person.
But deep down, I'm mean, boring, an outcast, silent, unworthy person.
I can't think.
I shudder from the rest.
I hide, but you can always see me.
Sometimes I try to run, but you always catch me.
I can't hold it anymore.
I want to be normal, I want to be free.
Copyright © Denariel Benn | Year Posted 2006
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