They don't know me...

They don't know me, do they?

They don't know I laugh when I really want to cry

That I brush terrible memories off with a sigh

I put on a smile come what may

They don't know me at all

They don't know that I'm the one who needs a shoulder to weep

That I spend every night with deprived sleep

I worry about the day when I'll face my fall

They claim they know me in and out

Well, they can't see the muffled screams

the broken promises and shattered dreams

That overburden my heart day and night

Oh, I wish someone would hear my cry, but

They don't know me, do they?

Author's Note

My second and the REAL try at poetry...

Reviews

[A. Amos]

This is interesting and mesmerizing piece, simply beautiful

[Vaishali Roopesh]

Thank you so much A. Amos! Glad you found it to be beautiful :) x

[A. Amos]

You're most welcome and will read more of your work