it's not me
i look in the mirror
i see somebody
but it's not myself
i debate back and fourth
on who the mystery person is that i see
it's not the girl who swore she wouldn't curse.
it's not the girl who used to wear cat ears.
it's not the girl who wore a high pony tail.
it's a different person
somebody who felt like they weren't enough
somebody who knew what life was about
somebody who ached with pain
somebody who asks the night sky questions
i wish it wasn't me
but i am forced to face the truth
no matter what i say
it's me
and i cant get over it
how could i become that
how could somebody let me
but it doesn't matter now
now i change
again
and again
until i realize who i am
YOU ARE READING
My Poetry
PoesiaThese are some deep thoughts that I have felt this past year. I hope you enjoy and I hope you find this touching but, I would never wish these emotions on anybody. But I hope you enjoy!
