Inside Of Me
I'm battered and bruised,
I've always been used,
When shall this torment all end,
I so need that time to mend,
My hearts been ripped out,
Why must they all throw it about,
Strong on the outside yet weak within,
I'll never have my turn to win,
No feelings of being worthy of someone,
To love and care with a little fun,
Why oh why does it have to be,
I never take time to think of me,
They see the beauty on the outside and in,
Will my sight of this ever begin,
I see such the most horid creatures,
With the worst of features,
Daily and nightly I tend to cry,
Continueously asking why oh why,
Never once shall you pitty me,
Because I will never truely let you see,
I've been hurt by YOU,
The truth of your identity will hide too.
By: Shirley