Who am I? What do you see?
As a young girl I was sexually abused. I have been suffering depression for the past few years, writing and poetry has become an escape for me through all of the difficult times. These are mere thoughts and feelings of my life.
I’m hurt inside,
Although you don’t see,
You just see my shell,
You don’t see me,
You look right through,
You walk on by,
You never see a tear fall from my eye,
You don’t know my story,
Or even my name,
You don’t see that my heart is a burning flame,
It never goes out,
It just burns away,
Making my life feel harder every day,
I’m always so tense,
I never feel ‘right’,
You don’t know the dreams that waken me at night,
So just walk on by,
Just stare at me,
Because you never will realise,
How hard my life can be.
(2011)
This poem reflects how I was feeling when I was having a tough, tough day. I was walking through a crowded street full of people, who don't know me, my story or even how I'm feeling but would be likely to judge me anyways because of how I looked, or the fact I had tears streaming down my face. I want people to be less judgemental of others and just think one day, I wonder how they are?
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