You Don'T Know Me
I smile so no one can see my scars.
You think i'm happy.
But you don't know me.
You don't know the girl
who cries herself to sleep.
Who marred her skin
from all the stress.
Who hates herself
for all she's done.
Who chokes back screams
when she sees you smile.
You think I handle all this well.
But you don't know
the torture I put myself through.
I punish myself for all your lies,
but still can't hate you.
You think you can see
but you don't know me.
( 2004 )
Copyright © Brittney Rhoda-Goode | Year Posted 2008
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