They know the nights she cried
For what she thought she was and what she could be,
Until she couldn't bear it any longer,
She forced them to open their eyes and see.
It is absolutely perfect. It flows so well. Just WONDERFUL. Soon, when I have more time I will get around to commetning around on more of your work.
With her last strength she turns away from her reflection
And all that it has shown,
She sits and writes this poem,
So her pains can finally be known.
Hunni, I am guessing this is about you... if I am right, then please don't let this be true. Please just hold on... if you ever need someone to talk to or help you out in any way, I am always here. You're an amazing poet, and I hope to see more poems from you soon.