A new poem i wrote the other day.
looking in the mirror
i see someone new
seeing the terror in her eye
i wonder if its really the terror in mine
i want to look way but i just cant
still think to my self is that really me
or just another stranger looking back at me
i feel so empty and so lost from who i am
so distant just like a stranger judging me
what will i do next will it be good or bad
will this stranger in the mirror approve it
or just shoot me down again
looking in the mirror
i see someone new
seeing the terror in her eye
i wonder if its really the terror in mine
i want to look way but i just cant
still think to my self is that really me
or just another stranger looking back at me
i feel so empty and so lost from who i am
so distant just like a stranger judging me
what will i do next will it be good or bad
will this stranger in the mirror approve it
or just shoot me down again
kildueces:
Very Nice. My life has changed so much lately that i can barely recognize the person in the mirror now. Too bad for my reflection i still dont give a shit what he thinks...he can fuck off! Ima do Me!
