Beneath
In society I am a daughter,
a granddaughter,
a niece,
an older sister of three,
a friend,
a girlfriend,
a straight "A" student,
a teacher's pet,
a babysitter,
and a child.
But how others view me is different.
To them I am an attention seeker,
a wallflower,
a slut,
stupid,
ugly,
shy,
annoying,
disappointing,
the list goes on.
And not but one person has taken the time to look beneath.
Only one person has taken the time to break down the wall I have built around myself.
To myself, I am a procrastinator,
a child in need of guidance,
a young girl who knows that she will never be good enough,
a child who, from a young age, never believed in god because she had no reason to,
depressed,
bipolar,
a liar,
hurt,
lonely,
clingy,
jealous,
a pessimist,
passive,
and secluded.
I am only human.
I am only a child.
A child who carries the weight of the world on her shoulders.
I am... a child who just needs to feel loved.