Stop looking at me
and afterall what you are looking at
shut those wide opened eyes
or your eyeballs will pop out
and why you are looking at me anyway?
Aint i just an another face lost in the crowd?
or my deception has started to fail
my mask is stripping off
and my put-on face has started to fade?
Have i started to show my reality?
Just stop watching my every move
Don't you see i'm trying to dissolve in the sea of stereotype
I know i don't fit in
But i'm trying to hide
Dont judge me
Dont have an opinion for me
Dont even think of me
consider me to be invisible
If you will see deeply
I wont be able to hide my weaknesses
I wont be able to hide my ugliness
My skin will tear off
and you won't be able to handle the reality...
1 comment:
It seems this poem came right outta what you felt at that time, didn't it?
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