zestychick Poetry (2)

You may have seen me at your work,
YOu may have seen me at the store,
Y ou might have even passed me out somewhere,
You know the girl behind the sad eyes?
On the outside i light up the room,
On the inside all kinds of fear and doubt.
You sometimes see some anxiety,
If they only knew how bad it really gets.
The yelling,the screaming,things getting thrown,
Nowhere to hide except inside of myself.
JUst hoping it passes quickly this time.
THen you get hit repeatedly,
But they dont hurt nearly as bad as the words,
THen youre left to pick up the pieces and act like nothing happened once again.
THis is the story of the girl behind the sad eyes.

How can you look at me and lie as you do?
How can you sleep while i have to start over like new?
The words you spoke and the things you have done have wounded me to my core,
ANd people wonder why i want more.
I have cried many tears and have had to pull myself together,
To be strong on the outside while falling apart on the inside if people only knew,
The Effort It Takes To Do As I Do.
Pain Is Nothing New Just A Reminder I Still Survive,
The smile across my face thanking GOd I Am Still Alive.
THrough dark days and dark nights i pour my heart out and i know someone has got to hear,
How i long for the one to come my way and hold me so near,
HOw i miss companionship and the things that come along,
BUt more than anything i miss feeling like i belong.