Looking in the mirror
At someone I can’t see
Is this really who I am
Or who others know as me
A girl with short dark hair
With smiling mouth and eyes
A friend to everyone
Or a beast just in disguise
I wonder if they knew
Of the things I think and feel
Would they think I’m just made up
Or recognise I’m real
A girl who’s tired and broken
My soul needs to be kissed
I want to find a better place
But I just can’t take the risk
I want someone to know me
My bitter twisted core
To help me heal my shattered heart
To show me love and more
But I’m too scared to be too real
To show other who I am
So I’ll just stare in the mirror
Until I know this pretty sham
August 7, 2016 at 4:58 am
How beautiful. 😃
I’d love if you could check my work out too. Hopefully you may like it.
https://fountainofthoughtblog.wordpress.com
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August 7, 2016 at 10:02 am
Thanks, poetry isn’t my usual writing form but sometimes it happens.
I have read your work, I really liked the pun one and the saucy one. If I didn’t leave a like you have my Apollo Gee 😉
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