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what you dont see
what you dont see
is me at home
where instead of living
id rather be stoned
what you dont see
is when i cry
i dont let you see
i will defy
what you chose not to see
are those marks on my wrists
"oh they're nothing"
i always insist
what you chose not to see
is my smile is fake
i gave up on trying
for gods sake
what you dont care about
is the fact that i try
"who the fuck is she?"
"why dosent she die?"
but what i see
is a fat girl with
an ugly face
who dosent belong in
the human race
is me at home
where instead of living
id rather be stoned
what you dont see
is when i cry
i dont let you see
i will defy
what you chose not to see
are those marks on my wrists
"oh they're nothing"
i always insist
what you chose not to see
is my smile is fake
i gave up on trying
for gods sake
what you dont care about
is the fact that i try
"who the fuck is she?"
"why dosent she die?"
but what i see
is a fat girl with
an ugly face
who dosent belong in
the human race
Published 17th Dec 2018
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Anonymous
17th Dec 2018 10:24pm
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Anonymous
17th Dec 2018 10:29pm
My,
Honest critique is that your writing is great. It's such a heartfelt, sad poem, but my self critique is that you're awesome(from meeting you, and talking to you), so don't ever think you're anything less. You're beautiful!
Matthew.
Honest critique is that your writing is great. It's such a heartfelt, sad poem, but my self critique is that you're awesome(from meeting you, and talking to you), so don't ever think you're anything less. You're beautiful!
Matthew.
28th Mar 2019 7:47pm
I love the passion behind this, I've felt it many times myself, I wish more people would hear past "I'm fine." , Incredible job on the fluidity as well.
