Wednesday, 5 March 2014


My real self

This poem is so hard to write
these feelings that I have inside
all the hurt I have suffered
for I can`t count how much I've cried

the pain you've caused me over the years
with all your lies and deception
I have travelled to hell and back
now see you through a new perception

you will never hurt me again
as I am now so much stronger
resisting your false attention
I can survive this for longer

 holding my head up to the world
 I'm not a sacrificial lamb
right now I am my own person
 see me for who I really am


seeing people for who they really are, helps me to find my real self...

© Lis Bull 2014

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