Point of view

Don't try to say you know how i feel,

Or say you understand.

Go explain it to me,

God knows I cant.

Don't tell me things will get better 

If i only try harder.

Go on its nothing a little effort won't fix

Don't you think I've tried?

You see this smile on my face?

It's painted on nice and thick

To hide the cracked and broken soul

You are too afraid to face.

I laugh along to peoples jokes

To do what they expect

So when i'm struggling or feeling blue

They say that I'm a bitch

I'm used to names like that

I went to secondary school

I was called fat and ugly, dumb and slut

Those words jut added to my vocabulary

To put it into words its impossible

To explain how i feel improbable

It's muddled, screwed up and in a tangle

I don't even try to unravel it anymore

These thoughts go through my head over and over again

They twist and haunt 

They scream and shout

Tut i am here in silent doubt

Of myself