I Wish

I wish you won’t see me, like how others see me. I will you’ll be able to see the truth behind the lies. I wish you can see my pain hidden deeply in my eyes. I wish I could tell someone the secrets that I try to hide. I wish there was someone who wouldn’t judge me when I cry. I wish there was someone that wouldn’t call me weak, when really I’m trying so hard to be strong. I wish there was someone that also felt this hollow feeling inside. The numbness in the mind. They all try to make me perfect. But not even tons of makeup can hide the scars on my skin. To show I’m not perfect. And cause of that no one really accepts me for who I really am.
Will you be the one who accepts me for who I am?