Looking back on a picture of me,
I so do not like the person I see.
This tired,
unattractive face staring back at me.
What happened to those big,
bright blue eyes...
that sparkled and shined?
Where has the true smile gone,
the spontaneous one
which showed confidence and pride?
This person I see is just not me.
Where did that person go ...
who always looked ahead ...
The one who was funny,
and always turned heads?
I lost me somehow ...
now just a shell.
What is this
all the years of work and worry?
Just paste a smile on this face
to make others happy,
though through those eyes,
so much pain lies deep inside.
Would anyone even care ...
If I were not here?
Would anyone notice if I disappeared?
Can't anyone see I am dying inside here?
Take a close look at this picture ...
Can you see me in there?









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