Who Am i To You?

When you look at me,

What is it that you see?

You see a calm, quiet girl.

Sometimes even hyper and crazy.

But what you don't know,

is what is on the inside.

Where it is dark,

And cold.

Nobody sees my pain,

From loss.

The pain is,

Unbearable.

But,

i smile.

I put a smile on my face.

To show people,

That i am happy.

But,

I am not.

On the outside,

I am that happy go lucky girl.

But on the inside,

Is the broken and sad girl.

Now you know,

The real me.

What is happening people! sorry for not posting anything yesterday. i was a bit to tired and too warm to even look at my computer. but here i am today! making up for yesterday lol. so, this poem here is 4 years old. it popped up in my memories on my time hop account. this poem was written in my last year of high school. the thing about this poem is that it was blown up and put up for display in an art gallery along with some of my photography. the meaning behind this poem basically describes how i was feeling about myself back then, some of these things have not really changed to be quite honest. i still feel like the sad and broken girl. i have just been through so much in life, losses, so many losses. its hard to cope. but i'm doing a pretty good job with the help of my family and my amazing friends. thank you to all who truly care about me.