Unseen

by Shea Moore   May 8, 2006


They say that I wanna be like her and that I try day after day. But I did it first and she
took it from me, then shoved the result in my face. If I want something she has it, or
steals it from me. If I dress how I feel she stares and tries to make it a big deal. She
questions me, then takes my answer, gives it away and calls it her own. When I get hurt
she hopes my cuts will not heal, So when she gets hurt my pain was never real, and I am all alone.
Day after day she slowly becomes me. But in other people's eyes shes all they see and I
was never me. When is it my time to shine? I am tired of people looking past me, and
seeing her. To me they are blind. This girl is the reason I hate and can not love. So why
does she try so hard to be around me? I have had enough. I have to get rid of her and break
free. I have to stop her from becoming me!

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  • You have a true talent, with writing. keep it up. Great job! (It truly made me think)

  • 19 years ago

    by pathetic

    Ahh shea i loved this one
    i really did
    who is it about thow???