Here I am
Quietly going out of my mind.
Here I am
The person I was I can not find.
What happened to the child
Who blindly believed?
What happened to the girl
Who sought to achieve?
I am here.
I call to myself from deep down inside.
Here I am.
A woman who's feelings she can not hide.
When you look into my eyes
What do you see?
When you look at me close
Do I remind you of me?
YOU ARE READING
Happy Musings of my Inner Critic
PoetryI am on whole a very positive person. Most people who know would tend to agree. However, I have a little secret. I tend to argue, fight, and pout just about everyday with that little voice we all have in our heads. I refuse to be defeated by said an...
