• obaid124 9w

    I may sound polite and wise,
    It's all disguise and lies.
    I am not charming nor funny,
    The one I always pretend to be.

    I am full of scars.
    I am full of flaws.
    I feel lowest of the low.

    Can't you just pause,
    And look at my flaws,
    At my painful scars,
    At my numb and cold lips,
    At my wild and intense eyes.
    Can't you see what's going on in my head,
    All those ugly and violent thoughts?

    Can't you see,
    The real me?

    And will you love the real me?

    -Obaid Karimi