The broken mirror on the wall
Reflects my shattered life.
Never am I
Good enough
Pretty enough
Smart enough
Talented enough...
Only strong enough,
To get through the many
Dissapointments.
The emptiness I feel inside
Haunts me day and night.
My tear stained face,
Knotted hair,
Chubby legs and
Tiny feet
Stare back at me
Through the corrupted mirror
My life has become.
The faces of my friends and family,
Dissapointed,
Remind me of all my faults.
When?
When can I be good enough?
Pretty enough?
Smart enough?
Talented enough?
Desires overwhelm me,
Eternity
Happiness
Love
Death.
I'm in this world with billions of people,
Alone.















Comments
it shows so much emotion... very good
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and for some reason... here's a pirate
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P.S.
This is what part of the alphabet would look like with out Q and R..
STF
the listing technique is simple, but works. you paint a damning picture of yourself/the person in the poem. if it's you:
the astonishing thing is the number of people in the this world who are alone, despite being around so many people.
we just need to learn to connect, for our own sakes and the sakes of those around us
~Glyn
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"Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die tomorrow." ~James Dean
...elegance isn't the only positive attribute
there's plenty of negatives in the world, but there's plenty of positives too. it's good to keep them in balance
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