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Itsmylife

I have come to resent the 

Place I call Home, 

The only place, where I feel

Utterly alone.  

 

I can’t be myself,

For fear of being ridiculed,

I must put on a mask, 

And hope that everyone will be fooled

 

I can never be angry,

Or sad,  upset, or fearful,

Because I need to be the strong one, 

I cannot be tearful.

 

School isn’t much better,

I still put on a smiling face, 

Even though it makes things worse,

I must pretend that I am not a disgrace.

 

I try so hard,

but it's never enough, 

No matter what,

I have to bluff.

 

I say I'm alright,

but it's all a lie,

Because the feelings inside me,

They just won't die. 

 

Each day is a battle, 

A fight to the death. 

Each time I feel,

I know that it could be my dying breath. 

 

I try to get by, 

I put on a smile, but

I know I can't show,

That I can't finish this mile.  

  • Author: Itsmylife (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 10th, 2023 12:36
  • Comment from author about the poem: I recently found an unfinished version of this poem from a year ago when I was having a really tough time. I decided to draw on those feelings and finish it.
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