The Real Me- Poem
I walk the crowded streets,
Searching for comfort I so badly need.
Whispers of Hi's and Hello's follow me.
I'm surrounded by people,yet I feel so incomplete.
Laughter, giggles and voices so loud.
Fail to affect me, just like the passing cloud.
'Strong' & 'Independent' is how I'm defined.
Ignorant are those who believe I've no insecurities;
Who believe I'm always on cloud nine.
Smile, I do, To hide the pain inside my broken heart.
Like any other I'm scared too; I'm scared of falling apart.
"Here comes our happy-go-lucky-girl" they say.
Unaware of the pain I feel night and day.
They ask "What does she know about the anguish of a broken heart?"
Oblivious they are to the fact my heart was brutally ripped apart.
"Loss and pain are anonymous to her" they judge.
Unaware that my parents are dead and I miss them so much.
"She has loads of friends and well wishers" they pry.
They ain't here to comfort me When I sit alone and cry.
"Why this fakeness and disguise?" they ask again.
I can't stop these tears from flowing when I remove this mask of pretence.
'Beautiful', 'charming' and 'confident' is How I appear to be.
'Shattered', 'betrayed' and 'broken' is the girl inside me.
Don't judge me by what you see-Your vision is limited to what I wanna show.
Love me with all your care- The insides of my heart you'll know.
© Copyright Hajira Ehsan
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