When I cover my eyes I expect a surprise, not a little girl standing in front of me.
Yet you placed her here and I have no choice but to accept her.
She is quite annoying with all her crying, and god she has so many fears.
But lately she showed me something that actually shocked me.
She showed me a drawing, that she claimed it to be me.
And I looked at it for a long time, and it just was a picture of her.
She looked so sad and disappointed when I didn't see it was me.
In so much she got angry , she threw all sorts of things towards me.
And the last thing she attacked with, was her fist.
It shattered me into a million pieces, how could she hurt me, after I tried to accept her.
I am only a mirror*.
Now there are cuts on her wrists from me, I told her I was sorry.
But she didn't forgive me.
She screamed and told me goodbye for the last time,
and I never saw that little girl* again.
* The mirror representing society
* The little girl representing you
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