I am an onion

I have several layers

Each one different

The outermost layer is what everyone sees

That I am always loud and happy every day

Full of energy and can make anyone smile

The next layer is my judgment

What I do not say about people since I’m polite

My opinions on people of jealously and dislike

The next layer is the layer of hate

My hate can come out at any time with a foul smell

But I control it as best as I can

The layer under that is sorrow

My sadness of what I really am behind closed doors –sad.

Life isn’t always the best it is, many days of sadness

I hold back my tears so others don’t see them, so they don’t get tears themselves

But through all of these layers of emotion there is me,

While I am just an onion, I am a unique onion since there is only one me

While I have a family of where I came from with people similar

There is one type of me and that’s it