No One Truly Knows Me

We as humans can be very complex.

I'm the one who sit out.
The one who hides herself.

I act like I don't mind because I don't want to upset anyone.

I never get invited to parties,
I don't mind.
I never really liked them anyways.

Laughing and being carefree,
Only when I'm alone or with the ones I fully trust.

Acting spontaneously,
Being loud,
That is how my friends see me.

Quiet,
Shy,
Predictable.
This is how my peers see me.

No one truly knows who I am,
Or how I act.

That is exactly how it should be.

Author's Note

Again, another one from my advanced creative writing final project notebook. I swear, I'm almost done with these.

Reviews

[Karen Redburn]

A clear and honest poem. This is sad, and strong at the same time, or is it? Great work!

[Julia]

Thank you very much! This was actually inspired by how things were for me in school at the time and how I dealt with things.

[Matthew Kult]

Emotionally Defensive, Quietly Screaming

Great Read

Matthew

[Julia]

thank you!

[Matthew Kult]

Welcome

Matthew