I always lived in my past and still do certain times.
Its just situations that has brought me here today.
with this painfull face and a smiling disguise.
this world i know has no importance to tears
The pain inside is still not dead ,
it kicks up with thoughts now and then.
is there some medicine that i can get
or should i live with this, not being me.
I want to be me from what i am.
but too scared if the world will accept me.
My heart that speaks a thousand words
but mind that thinks beyond my heart
There has always been a conflict within
of heart and mind i hope it ends
I think the reality of it is centers around the fact that we are scared of what we might be. Other judge, and therefore we try to disguise who we are and how we feel. Trouble is is that 9 times out of 10 we don't even know what it is we're disguising or hiding. We loose ourselves long before we decide on hiding ourselves.
I loved the poem...Again, a few gramatical mistakes...but over all, I love the feel of this poem! :)