Maybe You Just Don't Know Me

Maybe you really don't know
how I live my life.
You just don't know
why my world is full of strife.

You really don't know
that I live my life in shame.
I guess you just don't know
that all I feel is pain.

You really don't know me
you may not really care.
You probably know somethings wrong
but ask me you wouldn't dare.

Because then you'd know the truth
the reason's why I hate my life.
The reasons why I cry
each and every night.

Then you'd know why
I keep to myself all the time.
Why I write these poems
especially of this kind.

Some are so disturbing
you're too scared to read.
But you've got to realize
that this is me.

Most of what I write is real
about what goes on with me everyday.
It's tells you the reasons why
every night I hope and pray.

So why can't you help me now
or at least except me the way I am.
Instead of just saying I have a problem
and not facing the matter at hand.

I guess I just can't take
the disappointment you have in me.
So I guess all I can do
is get right up and leave.

Because either you don't want me
or maybe just don't care.
But all I wanted was for you to love me
But I guess asking that of you isn't fair.

I have a lot on my mind right now and just want the people that I care about to understand or at least not judge me. Well plz comment.