melancholy ;; poems & shit

The Other Girl

The Other Girl

The "Other" Girl

I may be sweet and kind,

But there is more to this girl.

I can laugh and smile,

But behind those smiles,

There is another side.

This side, nobody knows of,

I keep it locked up deep inside,

My heart is filled with anger and sadness,

Most of the time this side of me,

Makes me want to die.

It's a whole new me,

This "side" as you may call it,

Controls me and has turned me into something,

Something I never wanted to be.

It has turned me into the "other" girl