Double sided life

My double sided life starts with

Big smile, bright eyes
They don't know I'm dying inside

Small thighs, skinny wrists
They don't know my wrists are split

There's two sides to every tale
Too bad this aint a fairytale

I hope ill find my prince
But my conscience reminds me this

Fake smiles, ugly teeth
They don't know what I'm hiding beneath

messy hair, sticky lips
They don't see how my blood drips

cheerful voice, forgotten tear
As i start and begin to cheer

Scarred wrists lost hope,
Starting to read my horoscope

Filled with lies where memories hide
In my double sided life

Author's Note

i wrote this just after i came out of my depression 2014, please ignore any grammar errors
and feel free to tell me how i can improve x

Reviews

[Tom McRoberts]

Interesting. On my first reading I had originally thought--up until the 6th stanza--that you were representing your double life through the two line stanzas as so:

What they see
What I hide

Perhaps consider the style, half your poem reads that way anyway and it'd be a lovely addition. As it stands though it's a really good piece. Touching on a sad, but familiar truth about us all. Great work, keep it up!