Mirror
I find it hard to look in the mirror
And see who I really am
a complete failure with no control
I find it excruciating to look and see
That the picture outside
Isn’t really me
I find it hard to look in the mirror
And notice I am no longer an innocent child
But a grown girl
I find it hard to look and find
That the pieces who make me who I am
Are not really mine
I find it hard to look into my eyes
Because then I am forced to confront
My dead beat father
Tears and anguish,
The only thing I look into the mirror
And see as my control
Pain you know nothing of,
So who are you to say
You have so much?
Who are you to even say
That you understand?
Completely undeniable,
I close my eyes tightly
Because tears
Are my only control
<3 Sheyanne
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