7. My eyes
Poem number seven:
When you look into my eyes I expect you to see my hidden pain,
I expect you to see the struggles I go through everyday.
I expect you to see someone who has to pretend that everything is okay,
That their world isn't going to crash and fall one day.
I want you to see someone who wants nothing but to be treated nicely,
Someone who is tired of pain and wants to be happy again.
I need someone to look behind my façade and help me feel better,
I need a better life, one that was not so messed up.