No one Knows the Real Me

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is about a time where I felt no one knew me.

Submitted: July 28, 2012

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No one knows the real me,
No one knows how I used to be.
My friends think I'm wonderful, they think I'm the person they should be, but no one knows the real me.
The real me is afraid, scared and angry.
The real me is in pain, has been ever since I was four.
The beatings play in my mind when I sleep, They haunt me when I'm happy.
For five years I cried, I hurt, I screamed, all because of what one person did to me.
I thought this person loved me, I thought she cared, Turns out I was just someone to yell and scream at, to hit and shove.
She must have loved to see me cry, to apologize for something I didn't do, to beg for it to stop.
She was my dads girlfriend and it took my dad four years to make it stop.
My friends, my family know about my past, they think I've forgotten it, forgiven my father for the pain he watched me suffer, well, they're wrong.
I cry at night when my real life nightmare comes to life. As I've said no one knows the real me.
She's mad, sad and hurting. That's the real me.
I tell myself it's the past and it will never happen again and so far it hasn't.
But I'll never forget that it did happen, my tears, my pain,
It was my real life nightmare.
The me everyone sees is a happen, laughing me but clearly,
That's not the real me.


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