You Don't Know Me

• Olivia Turner, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2015

The silent weep of the girl next door, fills the stale air
I remember my mother,the smell of the clothes that she used to wear
You don’t know me,I don’t know you
You don’t realise, but know it’s true
You usher me away in tears, you don’t need to yell, I’m standing right here
My big heart does not need you,you and your criticism, you and your clues
I know I’m not perfect, I don’t need to hear it twice
But as long as you’re here, listen to my advice
Don’t spread your cruelness, you don't know about my past wars
My many different qualities, don’t have to be like yours
Everyone is beautiful
And everyone has flaws