You're wrong.
I hate to say it, but you're wrong.
You stand and tell me who I am,
You evaluate me, you read me.
You've gotten it all wrong.
I don't tell you this, of course.
I don't want you to know me!
So I'll let you think you do.
Go on, keep reading, I dare you.
Evaluate me more. Over and over.
Tell me who I am, what you think of me.
I won't correct you.
I don't want you to know who I am.
Because if I don't like who I am,
Why would you?
YOU ARE READING
A cry for help
PoetryJust a little poetry compilation in progress. ------••------ Trigger warning- Depression. Self harm. Suicide. Break ups. Alcohol. ------••------ All poems are my own. ------••------ The model in the photograph is Ash Bournes- the photo taken by...
