The Girl Everyone Sees

I am a mystery to the world. 

People see what I want them to see,

nothing more, nothing less. 

I am a game of hide -n- seek. 

Keeping myself hidden from prying eyes,

locking my secrets away in places no one would dare to look. 

I am a puzzle with missing pieces. 

Causing a lack of understanding among those who surround me

due to the gaps preventing them from seeing the whole picture. 

I am a paradox.

Wanting one thing but also wanting the opposite,

indecisive with every decision I make. 

I am a question. 

A question nobody knows how to answer, 

not even me. 

 

I'm as much of a mystery to myself as I am to everyone else,

struggling to figure out who I am

in this society desiring conformity. 

I am independent,

depending on myself to make it through life

but realizing I can't do everything on my own. 

I am conflicted,

trying to get better

but also wanting to remain on the path of self-destruction.

I am lost,

wandering down unknown roads with no sense of direction,

wondering where I should go.

I am confused,

confused about the way of the world,

unsure of what’s worth fighting for.

 

Many different words have been used to describe me,

varying according to the person doing the describing

but all similar in their positivity.

Resilient

Strong

Focused

Brave

Respectful

Mature

Dedicated                             

Intelligent

and Driven

follow me around as I walk down the school hallways

leading to the open doors of life

with countless opportunities creating endless possibilities.

 

Often times I fail to see

the truth that rings behind their words;

my own opinions of myself clouding my view. 

Negative aspects overpower the positive

causing me to see the worst in myself, 

haunting me in my most vulnerable moments 

making me feel like I'm not good enough,

like I'm not the right person to accomplish my goals. 

But if not me, then who?

Nobody.

I am the only one who can complete my mission in life.

Whatever it may be,

wherever it may take me,

the goal is to push through the darkness

and bring forth the light.

 

This, of course, just like with everything else,

is easier said than done,

taking hard work and the right mindset to achieve.

I must believe in myself

I must have hope

that in the end, life will turn out the way it is meant to turn out.

Maybe then I'll be able to see myself the way others see me,

to focus on the positives instead of the negatives,

to become a better me, the best me.

One day, I will be the one to bring myself up,

my own encouragement

instead of constantly tearing myself down. 

I will never give up.

I will never stop trying.

I am a fighter.

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