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They Don'T See the Real Me

Others see me for my cover Not caring how I am on the inside To them, I look like this perfect girl That can do no wrong But what they don't realize that when I'm at home Beyond the school walls My life is not perfect I may say I'm fine But what I really mean is I need help Can anyone help me, Please! But no one can hear my cries I'm alone in the darkness I have thoughts, terrible to even think of No one can see Under my perfect skin That I am pleading For anyone to help me ... “Your so pretty,” they all said “Why did she do it?” “She had so much to live for!” But they were too late.... They were too late to hear the cries Too late to let her know that She could have been happy... That she was not alone

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Date: 5/12/2017 2:39:00 AM
Such a sad write. A miserable world where we don't notice when someone needs help and they feel that problems can't be shared. : (
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Date: 5/12/2017 12:13:00 AM
That is a well written, but so terribly sad poem. I hope we all have someone in our lives we can turn to when life is too hard. Welcome to PoetrySoup.
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