Hating Reality

by Ashley   Jul 22, 2006


She sits in the dark corner of her room.

She puts her head down on her knees and cries.

She tells herself, â?? I hate myself and everything surrounding me!

I wish I were different! I wish I could hide from life!â??

She glances in the mirror and doesnâ??t like what she sees.

She doesnâ??t see herself but an ugly figure.

She sees a monster with no beauty indeed.

She sees a girl left alone, forgotten, abandoned

As tears go down her cheek, she swipes them off her face.

Thereâ??s nothing she can do. Thereâ??s nothing she can say.

She was already made that way.

She lies on her bed and closes her teary eyes.

The words her mom said replayed in her mind.

â?? Your not my child! Your nothing to me! Your hideous, pathetic, and worthless!â??

Was this true? She felt so horrified and hopeless.

She begins to dream of her wishes and she hides.

She hides from the reality she knows.

For once she dreams of what she wishes to show

She dreams of beauty, love, and to be sincere

She dreams of loving herself and growing to be a flower.

Though she knows deep inside that soon sheâ??ll face reality

And reality is facing her deepest fear.

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