I get up early every morning.
I do it every day.
I spend so much time,
just to get noticed, to feel wanted,
to seem cared about,
to feel important, to feel sexy,
to be the girl everyone wants,
to play dress up
as the girl i always wanted to be,
everyday.
but its never enough,
and at night im back to feeling lonely.
I could be standing in a room with everyone wanting me, and still be lonely.
The poem is well thought out, it appears, but it seems a bit juvenile in its execution.
wow! incredible work g!
I like the idea of the poem. I think the last line could be deleted. Perhaps replaced with concrete scenes of the situations that portraying your feelings - being at a party with people glancing at you, and the yearning for something more. Keep it up!