Secrets
Secrets run as deep as an ocean,
And twice as dark and cold
But we’re all going through the motions,
It’s all normal- so I’m told
Crying every time I’m alone
And whenever I get a rest,
Sorrow, anger, frustration, heavy as a stone
Settles on my chest
What’s my secret?
What could I possibly hide?
The combination to my heart and mind is set
I keep everything locked away inside
But I open it, only for you:
My writing, my one true peace of mind
My outlet, my friend, my obsession, my passion, it’s true
It’s me that you will find.
Me, the overweight girl
No guys are after me.
I don’t have eyes as beautiful as pearls,
Just ones as deep and lonely and wet as the sea
My hair doesn’t shine like the sun
My clothes aren’t real trendy,
My pants aren’t size one
And my body’s not real bendy
I beat myself up about getting eighties in school
When nobody else is worrying about grades of their own
I feel like a fool
And my heart turns to stone
I sometimes pull my hair hard,
Cuz I know it hurts
I jokingly refer to myself as a fat lard
Cuz I know it hurts
I like to tell myself I’m dumb
Cuz I know it hurts
I like to cry til I’m numb
All because I hurt.
Will someone please discover my secret?
Save me from the person I am?
Please help me so I’ll never again regret,
Being the person I am
Please stop me from hating me
It hurts too much
Why aren’t there guys dating me?
I know the reason, and it hurts so much.
I think about starving myself
All too often
I thought if I put those ideas on a shelf
Maybe my heart would start to soften
But it’s hard to forget
When the constant reminder’s still there
Especially when no one can interpret
Why I feel so scared
My life isn’t half bad
My parents love me a lot
But it’s like I’m always sad
Because I’m always being a person I’m not.
This can’t be right
What’s wrong with me?
The person on the inside fights
With the person that you see
Why am I so depressed?
Why do I love the pain?
Why am I so stressed?
Am I going insane?
Why am I so stupid?
Why am I so frightened?
Was it something that I did?
I’d really love to be enlightened
Will I always be this way?
Will this person ever leave me alone?
Or will she be with me everyday?
To me, that’s unknown
But I really would like a friend
Someone who I could talk to
Someone who’s there in the end
Someone who doesn’t lie to you
Someone to share my pain with
Someone to understand
Someone to lose or gain with
Confidence and happiness hand in hand
Someone to catch me when I fall
Someone who won’t let me down
Someone who doesn’t care what people say at all
Someone who won’t let me sink in my tears and drown
I guess I won’t ever find somebody like that
They’re all gone now
And now that I’m alone, sad, and fat,
I’m simply another dumb cow
My "friends"- I gave up on them
My "team"- I gave up on them too
Myself- I gave up on me
But I will never give up my writing
My words, my poems and stories, however worthless and horrible they are,
They're the only thing I haven't given up on
Because they haven't given up on me.
To those of you who did:
Thank you. You have no idea how free I am now. I hope you enjoyed torturing me over the last few years because I don't give a damn about you anymore.
In Georgia where children work day and night in the cotton mills they have just passed a bill to protect song birds. What about the little children from whom all song is gone? - Mary H. Jones