Sick of the girl In the mirror
She lives within her own fear
she wants to shatter it to pieces
she needs one of her many releases
she wants to pierce the skin she's in
she Trys so hard and never seems to win
can't find the god they all seem to have found
all the while she's been run into the ground
can't hear the voice of the one who created her
despite her attempts to see every thing's just a blur
she doesn't understand why she just cant trust
not everyone can be filled with complete lust
she doesn't understand why she cant just get it
Is there something mysterious she can't admit?
everyone seems to know something she does not
she really doesn't get it and it leaves her in a rough spot
why does it seem like god speaks to everyone but her
why isn't he telling me if these things really did occur
does he even see the girl that I've placed in my mirror
how can he not want to make thing's any clearer
why would he sit there and just watch me fall
when he alone can knock down my brick wall
maybe he doesn't have to knock it down
all I need is the why and I'll be safe and sound
for my wall is sturdy and has endured much
it's good at rejecting love and touch
although I don't think she would mind if he'd step into the mirror
take the girl in his loving arms and walk out setting her free from the fear
she doesn't want to bother him that much though
so she'll live the life she always has within her mirror like a pro
This poem freaking rocks
your freaking great
because im going through freaking hell right now .
and i don't believe in the lord and this poem is just perfect
Ur awesome
P.S. sorry i said freaking so much but they wont let me say the other word