Poetry / why I need my best friend
What do you see
when you look at me?
a face in the crowd?
or one who speaks aloud?
I hide who I am
because of what that is
I try not to show off
so that they might miss
what’s really there.
the scars that I hide aren’t on my body
they’re in my mind
on my heart
you see a few
it’s a start
the scars on my body
are nothing to me.
they only serve to hide
what’s really hurting.
the fact that I’ll never be
pretty or cool.
I’ll never be popular
or top in the school
Not that I care
or so I tell you.
and everyone else
that cares what I do.
I’ll never be good enough
for anyone here
I’ll never say
what they want to hear.
I’m not the perfect girl
everyone thinks I am
I just need someone
who’ll give me a hand
You are that someone
the one who can
save me from what
I have become
You can breathe life
into my lungs
and end the dull pain
of being undone
You call my name
and I’m saved from my mind
the pain that I feel
I must cause to stay sane
the pain I’ve inflicted
on myself and others
is more than enough
to scare off anyone
but yet you stay
you stand by my side
you see the blood and the scars
and don’t hide
that’s more than what
could be said for the others
the ones who say they’ll be there
for me
yet when the time comes,
they run from
the responsibility
I’ll always love you
you know that is true
and you know that no matter what
I’ll always be true to you
I said what I meant
I’m true one hundred percent
to the one who has saved me
and the one who protected me
from myself
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Wow. This is really good….especially for doing it in such short time.
Keep it up. Writing in the moment like that always produces good, heartfelt material.
Keep it up. :)
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