Someone Different

by tami   Oct 22, 2008


Why are these mirrors so mean?
Why can't they show me what I want to see?

Why can't I change into what they want?
In turn change into what I want to be,

Why does no one love me?
Why does no one care?

Whenever I gain someone to trust,
I loose a pair,

Who would love a face so ugly?
Obviously nobody,

If only I could rearrange myself,

Into someone different then maybe people
would stop leaving,

No one is staying,
My tight knot of friends is un-weaving,

Nothing is worth it,
This pain I feel,

These layers of fake smiles,
Are starting to peel,

I'm drowning in this so-called life,
I've already come across a knife,

Good thing I'm afraid,
Or my sould woudn't have stayed,

Why are these mirrors so mean?
Why can't they show me what I want to see?

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