You

by chances   Oct 28, 2007


You look in the mirrow
and you see a girl that looks happy, always smiling, and laughing
but inside is dead
like a rose that hasn't been watered in days
it sits there just waiting to be watered by anything
but nothing comes
all day it thinks since nothing else to do
it would cry but doesn't have energy to
every body left the girls life
like she couldn't depend on no one
except herself
it's sad but she goes through the route every morning
getting up and knowing, no one is there to say I LOVE YOU or even good morning
she gets out of it most of the time
but other days she lyes bed all day wondering if this is the day
that her life would go to a normal girls life but thats just a dream that she soonly gets out of
as you look closely to the mirrow, you see the same details of the girl that short of compares to you
then you look straight out to the mirrow
it's not a girl you see in your imagination
it's you

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  • 17 years ago

    by LiNa

    I wake up every single day not knowing who i am , great poem because alot of people feel this way and they feel hopeless and trashy and all of the above . good.