You may see me walking through the fresh air with a small tiptoe and sometimes, jumping happily, without any particular reason.
Singing to the songs that people are listening everyday, following the trend.
Walking around the grocery store in the weekend for any kind of pastas and chocolates.
Posting so much motivational words on social media, acting like the happiest person on earth.
But it means,
you haven't known me yet.
You haven't known that my mind is a chaos,
and my heart is a dangerous place to reside. I don't do things like most of people do,
I'm the best in camouflages. I pretended to be happy even on the things that my heart ache the most.
You haven't known what things that usually makes me sad,
feeling so unworthy. You haven't known that I am so full of anxiety,
you haven't known that I am weird, in lot of ways.
You haven't known my favorite rhythm in every songs,
my favorite line in a certain movie,
my type of outfits,
and the other little things.
It takes more than just an effort to
seek out,
to find out who is the real me.
What do you want to see in me?
I hope it's not a temporary curiosity.
Why?
Because if you really want to know,
you have to stay
for a long time
a very long one
more than everyone else has ever been.
YOU ARE READING
The Untolds
PoetryThere are things in life that you wish you could tell people easily, but you find yourself didn't find any single words, combine it into sentences and make it whole as a story, then tell it to people that some of them, will judge you easily before y...
