A couple years ago, in grade school, a classmate of mine read a poem to the class.The only reason I remember it is because it made a roudy class of immature kids go silent.
If anyone could help me find it I'd truely appreciate it.
Im not sure but I think the poem was about abuse. A woman was being abused by her boyfriend or husband. I think the setting of the poem was her putting on her make-up to cover a bruise at her vanity(?). The overall tone of the poem was more angry than sad or pitying. The only quote I remember is: "my friends see what I let them see."
Sorry, I know its not very helpfull but even a guess would help.
Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 10/23/2009 11:43PM by Eglantine.
Well, believe it or not, I just found the poem. It's a little different than what I remember but thank you to anyone who searched for it, if you had time to look before i found it
Now you've got us interested, please will you post the poem/author/
The Truth About Me
I hate looking myself in the mirror,
I hate knowing I have fear.
I hate seeing what isn't there,
I hate feeling that I am scared.
I hate believing what isn't true,
I hate believing and trusting you.
I hate crying myself to sleep,
Forgive me for I have dreams.
I feel left out and all alone,
With no one to call my own.
My eyes are red and I cry blood,
Please help me or I'll cry a flood.
My friends see what I let them see,
If they only could see the true side of me.
And as I die inside with pain,
Please don't think that I'm insane.
Cause believe it or not I have a heart,
That's been slowly torn apart.
It didn't show the author. sorry.
lol like i said its not what i remembered but its still nice.
The author is apparently Navid M. Melo