You don’t know what it is like to be me.
To hear them laugh out loud as others make fun of me.
To see them stare as I walk by.
To hold it all inside and try not to cry.
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A wonderful poem, Serena! You are not the only and the first one to feel like that. Life has its twists and turns, and like you I am also convinced that: There is someone for everyone, I try not to forget. I keep hoping that someone will come my way. I just hope that day isn’t too far away. Someone will come and find you, and love you for whatever you are. No need to worry about: You just don’t know what it’s like to be me. Cheer up, lady!
love this poem.... rate 10