The True Me

What’s something most people don’t understand?

Everyone sees the tempestuous and the hormonal temperamental female having her heart always on her sleeve and thinking through it rather than her brain, but no one sees the pain searing through me .

The smile on my face is my way of plodding on

Everyone sees the smiles and cheerfully me always , but no one sees the broken heart I am carrying.

Smile , it makes life a shade better

Everyone sees that I have not had a successful career and am a failure, but no one sees the efforts and struggles and still didn’t reach the top. No one sees how much it hurts me and fills me with mortification.

Hold on to life, before it slips away

Everyone sees my mood changes , my anger , my speaking before thinking and dwell on the hurt they feel, but noone sees that is my way of being upfront and not keeping any venom about anyone in my heart

Complicated I am

Everyone sees the ‘True Me’ which is maybe unpalatable and in this fake world full of lies and facade, too surreal

Life is neither black or white, but Grey 🩶

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