Get Your Premium Membership


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 © | Year Posted 2006

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.