131; Writing

May 12, 2010 13:25



05.11.2010

I bet you wouldn't guess
That underneath this dress
There's a girl who's weathered and worn.

I bet you didn't know
There's a girl who's empty and cold
When all the artists have left and gone home.

And I bet you wouldn't guess
That it's not all make-up and gold-
When those heels come off my feet they feel so tired and old.

I can't hide anymore,
Under the flash and the film.
I can't fake the smiles to hide the tears.
And I bet you couldn't guess that a shell of a girl
Is all that has been here for years.

But don't cry for me- when you weren't around.
You don't have the right to say
That you thought you knew me well,
And you never would have guessed
That I have been this way.

I bet you didn't know
That there was a seige on my soul
And I was the only one to blame
But I'm taking my life back-
Getting back on track
Feeling not an ounce of fear and shame.

Because a change is coming
I'm awakening now
And taking control of my senses
Waking up in the morning
with the rising sun
Looking at life through new lenses.//
<3

Okay- so it's been a hella long time since I've written anything. It sucks, and rough, I know. But give me a break.

depression, creative writing

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