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by Jenn Nov 17, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
One day I caught my reflection Through the mirror of the world And I assured myself That's not who I am So I wore all black and I cut my hair short and I told everyone "This is who I'm gonna be" At first people stared Then some laughed and cried "What happened?" They whispered "It must be a phase" I grew furious and Ripped out all my hair It rained over their heads and Pierced holes in their hearts I was dragged away and Kept from others and Growing so bored Trapped inside myself "She's crazy, she's nuts With ten heads on that neck" I heard Mama say it And I wondered the same As I sat in front of the mirror All I knew was One face- desperate to be seen And a voice to be heard One mind at the core Bleeding within Straining to breathe All on its own This is who I'm gonna be?