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by Latasha Apr 8, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / other
I never knew all my lies, Would bring me to this place, As I question the person I think I am. Every day I see a girl, That wishes she was some one different, Maybe someone prettier or a bit smarter. She lives inside of me, Full of questions her soul lies, She pounds to come out. Tears fill my eyes, As I hope maybe someday, I'll be the person I always dreamed of. My feelings are lost, As I struggle to sort everything out, Eventually my cries will be heard. One day people will see the true me, But maybe that one day will be a day to late, As my life is over. I take one last breath, As I say good-bye, To the girl I once was, And hello to the girl I always wanted to be. I no longer have to hide my self, I'm free to be the girl in the mirror, No longer lost, My soul is now found. My life has ended, Only to begin again, In a better place, Where at last I am free.