My World Poem by Olivia Estampador

Anyone can see me
But see through me.
I am visible but invisible
Usable but disposable

Give and take
That's the way it goes
In this world of harsh reality
Survival is my defence.

You will fall and feel pain.
Bleed and definitely heal.
You will smile and feel sad.
Pretending it's not so bad.

In the middle of it
Loneliness will creep inside
Baring the truth and the lies
Showing what you're worth-who you are

Then you'll be free
Of hypocrisy and lies
You'll see the whole world
With your brand new eyes.