I'm cheerful on the outside yes, but under this huge hyperfilled, cheerful girl is a fragile antique.
On the outside some see me as normal или energetic maybe the one яблоко with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to Показать the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man Далее to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
On the outside some see me as normal или energetic maybe the one яблоко with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to Показать the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man Далее to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
This is a poem I came up with
The pain is far greater
the pain is almost blinding
Ты сказал(-а) you'd always Любовь me
a rope of Любовь wrapped around me, a binding
But now I know the truth
You're nothing but a fake
Ты took my сердце and played with it
and now my сердце does nothing but ache
I wish to hear your voice again
I wish Ты had never hurt me
for now I can't even look at Ты
without having to turn and flee
This pain has gotten worse
I can't stand it much longer
but if I take a blade....
I can take the pain Ты gave me and make a different pain stronger.
The pain is far greater
the pain is almost blinding
Ты сказал(-а) you'd always Любовь me
a rope of Любовь wrapped around me, a binding
But now I know the truth
You're nothing but a fake
Ты took my сердце and played with it
and now my сердце does nothing but ache
I wish to hear your voice again
I wish Ты had never hurt me
for now I can't even look at Ты
without having to turn and flee
This pain has gotten worse
I can't stand it much longer
but if I take a blade....
I can take the pain Ты gave me and make a different pain stronger.