People look into mirrors every day.
Store windows
Shiny cars
Plates
On and on.
But I find it strange how,
Although people look into mirrors every day,
Only rarely do they see
Themselves staring back.
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Scratching the Surface (Poems)
PoetryUPDATE: I wrote these when I was 13 and depressed all the time. I'm 18 now, and, fortunately, life's been going well! Unfortunately, these poems are fairly cringe, so read at your own risk. Just some poems that I write when I'm in the poetic mood...
