this is a very emotional poem, about the struggle of who i am online compared in real life. when you look at someone only online, you don’t see much of their flaws and their downfalls. now i don’t know if anyone else feels this way, but it’s hard to then look at yourself and be… imperfect. i’d rather be the person i appear to others online then my real self and all these mistakes i always make. i won’t keep you any longer! here you go!! the worries and the fear, just spare me of my thoughts, the pacing in my bedroom, doesn’t seem to come across. just spare me of the real me, the coward with anxiety, yes, that’s her over there, hiding behind her screen. the comments and the gossip, just spare me of their judgement, i swear its coming from all sides, but still, gotta be as tough as flint. just spare me the real me, the loser that’s cracking slowly, yes, that’s her over there, hiding behind her screen. just spare me the real me, the little weakling you call remi. the ticking time bomb when she’s angry, the wreck who’s such a tragedy, the snake filled with jealousy, the friendless one who’s always so lonely, the face for being ugly, the nerd that’s really the dummy. yes… that’s still her over there. and would you look at that, she’s still hiding behind her screen.
