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In The Mirror

Does the whisper of my voice reach your ears
How can you believe what you wont allow yourself to hear?
For the sake of honesty lets say this girl in the mirror is me

Can somebody tell me where the laughter went
And what about time I thought was well-spent
C'mon now this just can't be it

Bruises under my eyes and scars on my arms
Pearly white reflecting all the damage and to what harm?
Soon now I will be long gone

Where went the rebel child with a million battles to fight
Willing to stand and deliver for all that was right
Did she dissapear this moonless night?

In her place stands an empty girl
Alone and lost and trapped in a suffering world
Spinning and twisting in a downward whirl

I can see this reflection and I hate what I see
Beautiful eyes highlighted with fear and misery
I never knew I was this unhappy

Day by day I have been fading away
With my image my ability to say
That I never wanted to live this was

I wish I could lay down the knife and pick up my mask
But its gotten so heavy and I dont know where I saw it last
Im just a girl, trapped in a forgotten past

What do you think yall?

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  • Unsigned gold member
    March 2

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    Isn't it wonderful how a poet can make themself so very sad...and yes I am being sarcastic!

    All your questions you can answewr yourself and yet you choose to bask in self pitty...

    This contest was always going to be a really shitty one but you chose to write, so good fr you!

    NOW get off the soap box, find the strength within and stop being such a sad and pathetic victim!

    Sorry...


    no need for the knife or the mask...my question is who are you, because both are an escape from reality!

    Enough now.....go kick some ass!


    Simon


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    • How can you ask for honesty when you turn from the truth presented to you? Truth is naught but perception, no two versions are the same. So how I see me and how my neighbor sees the true me are different. It all depends on your point of view, and to claim one is not honest because they see themselves as truly pathetic and unloved is..I dont even know a word for it.

      And dont apologize. It is your opinion. = )


  • SimplyNoodle
    February 23
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    wow... thi made me cry... very emotional write... good job.


  • geckogirl silver member
    February 22
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    A very sad deep personal write... thank you for sharing your honesty....