*Note: the bg in the project is not the poem nor is it mine. I found it on google and am using it as inspiration for this poem.* i’m just a girl you can tell me i’m pretty and i may say thanks but never will i believe it how can you see beauty in this acne-covered face these plain, tangled curls that i put no effort into? i’m just a girl i’m smart but like anyone else i’m wrong sometimes but i will forever hate admitting that, that one little sentence the one little fact that says that despite my smarts- despite the brain that lets me get good grades in high school work when i’m not even in high school yet- i am still human i still make mistakes i still get questions wrong sometimes i’m just a girl i smile a lot i smile and smile and smile but who says that these smiles are true who says that those people who smile all day long and even through the night are truly happy? what if what if the happiest people were the ones who didn’t smile didn’t force themselves to seem happy for the benefit of other people what if the people who smile the most cry themselves to sleep and are waiting simply waiting for someone to see the truth behind their smiles, to see that they’re really not happy, to notice that and accept it as a part of them? i’m just a girl i wear my heart on my sleeve i cry easily and often my emotions can be easily read, displayed in the hiding of a face, the barely muffled laughter, the bright red cheeks, the tears dripping down a face despite my best attempts to keep them inside and yet and yet i hide so much, so well i can smile and everyone will believe it even when i’m crying on the inside begging someone, anyone, to notice that even though i’m an open book, even though you think you can read my emotions like you can this poem, you really can’t. i ’ m j u s t a g i r l
originally shared on @-lesbianandproud- as a contest entry *Note: the bg in the project is not the poem nor is it mine. I found it on google and am using it as inspiration for this poem.* A mixture of fiction and nonfiction. Some parts aren’t true while others are.
