my religion or my race.

Please don’t laugh at what i wear,

or how I look or do my hair.

Please look a little deeper

way down inside,

and although you may not see it,

I have a lot to hide.

Behind my clothes, secrets lie

behind my smile, I softly cry.

Please look a little deeper

and maybe you’ll see,

the lonely girl inside of me.

Please listen to me carefully,

I’ll show that I’m insecure.

Please try to be a friend to me and maybe you will see,

that if you look deep enough

you will see the real me.

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at Please Look A Little Deeper.