Why cant you see me
Look past my mask
See my true self
Don't fall for the fake smile
Why cant you see me breaking
See me falling apart
See me losing my ground
I'm free falling through space
Yet you act like nothings wrong
Coddle me for once in my life
Show me love
Not more scorn
See me drowning
See this depression
Eating me from the inside out
See the scars on my stomach
See the scars on my wrist
See the pain I hide
See through my fake smile
Please…..
Just
See
Me…………
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Hello CapitalMonday here for a review. i like to begin on how most people could relate since we all have been through something hard and we have nothing else better to do but just die on the inside (some of us, die both ways.)
Nitpick(s):
Please.... Maybe you could delete some of those dots since this looks like you are continuing a sentence (that is just me.) Also for the end, maybe limit the dots to five since that many dots look like you are just pressing the dot button until you see what you are doing.
This poem also reminds me of my friend, who went through depression after her dad had died. She had started cutting after he had died (even before that she was cutting, and her dad would motivate her to stop) so when he died in front of her, she would start cutting again and weeping in sorrow of why he had to die. Now, she is nondepressed (is that even a word?) and hasn't thought about her dad (or cutting).
Farewell,
CapitalMonday
Hey, I hope you don't mind me making a review.
So first off, I really like this poem, and I can see how this relates to society. Human beings like us find it difficult to comprehend one's emotions. We can never tell from our very eyes whether or not that person is falling apart rapidly. And it's sad, because it feels like all one of us care about our ourselves, and there are others that really want people to be there for them and understand how they feel and what they are going through.
This poem is really deep in the heart, but it's still a good poem by the way. So keep writing
Thank you
-JM
Hey RockerTink96,
I like how instead of talking about how the narrator was lost, you had them actually asking for help, behind a two-way mirror. Here's some quibble:
I'm pretty sure this was a typo that you just ran over with your eyes:
"See my true myself"
See my true self* I believe it what you wanted to say. And instead of linking "show", "more", and "depression", I suggest that if you want them to stand out, then underline or bold them. But it may also work if there was no edit on those words. At the very end, the overuse of ellipses seems childish and not needed. I'd take them off and just add a period after "Me". Also the extra two question marks in the title give me the same judgement as the ellipses. Only have one there.
Well that's all I have to say, thanks for putting up with this review! Keep writing though!
-Percybeth
Thank you for catching that typo! And I didn't link anything, it auto did that for some reason. Thank you though!
-JM