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When I look into the mirror
See what did I create
How did I become
The person that I hate

*Wow..what a strong start. It makes me wonder what you're looing at.*

They usually think I'm trippin'
And they usually think I'm high
But what they don't really know
Is what I see with this blind eye

*Love this stanza. It gets personal I like that.*

I used to try and get along
And maybe talk to them too
But every time I look at them
I realize they have clue

*Good, but the last line seems worngs. Should it be "I realize they have no clue"?*

I still seem to cut myself
It's the only way to heal the pain
It's either that or drugs
Either way I send my life down the drain

*I love how you switch from them to you. Very emotional here. I can relate*

I wish this was my imagination
I wish reality was fake
This pathetic life I lead
Is more than I can take

*Love the diction here.*

Where did I go wrong
What did i do
All that I can think
Is that I still need you.

*I love the ending. I love how you work in so many emotions. They are all expressed clearly. Great work. Shanik*

Wow i kinda feel a lot like u do...but in a different way...i like the way u write ..keep writing...5/5 its a great poem...

!*~SaRaH~*!

I really liked this poem and the way i can relate to it is real. you have an interesting style that i think can take you a long way.keep writting