No One

No One

People only see what they want to see.

No one sees me, for me.

People determine who I am with only one look.

But how can you judge me? You don't even know me.

I am not what you say I am.

I am more than your thoughts of hatred towards me.

No one sees me for who I am, only for who they think I am.

Everyday I wake up not knowing who I am or if I should pretend

to be someone I'm not.

Everyday the thoughts chase each other in my head like a dog

chases its tail around and around making me dizzy until I get

sick to my stomach.

These thoughts take control over me and seize me, I can't move

nor can I breathe.

Is there something wrong with me?

Maybe it is just them and their thoughts getting to far ahead of

them.

No one sees me, they only see themselves.

Maybe I am no one.















































































































































































Lauren Debruhl ([e-mail])




































































































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