you don't like me.

you just like what you see on the surface.




the face
that looks cute or, yeah, pretty.


the hair
that looks fine.


the eyes
that seem expressive.


the smile (that i rarely show)
that felt warm and true.

the (f*cking) curves
that you think is somewhat sexy or hot.


the attitude
that you want to believe as unique.




you know nothing about me; about who i am, what i've been, and what i can become.




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orginally posted @ http://www.facebook.com/notes/karla-otic/you-dont-like-me/410040160796