Final
Poem 9: Imperfect
Everyone thinks my life is grand,
It's as if it was granted by a fairy with a wand.
They say I'm so lucky,
but they don't even see the sadness I keep.
My life is full of limits and restrictions.
Sometimes I'm not even allowed to show my real emotions.
I can't even go out and have fun.
My wishes and dreams, they're all gone.
I have a life long imprisonment.
It's something I can't escape over and over again.
My rare smiles are almost impossible to see.
I guess it's because they treat me so badly.
In every effort I do, it comes out wrong.
What they really feel for me they wouldn't show.
They were responsible for the tears I hide.
Whenever I feel lonely, they're not at my side.
So don't ever think I'm lucky.
Don't even think I'm happy.
Because all I wanted was to be loved and understood.
Yet it's something for me they could never do.
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