I looked in the mirror,
and saw the same face I'd known for so long.
I'd known the outside forever,
no matter how much it changed.
The inside however,
has changed to the point of unfamiliarity.
Who am I?
I used to be the little girl that liked the color pink and flowers.
Now I like the color black and fire.
I used to be the little girl that was friendly and calm.
Now I'm harsh and aggressive.
I used to be the little girl who was talkative and optimistic.
Now I'm quiet and pessimistic.
Who am I?
What have I become?
Can anyone help me?
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Poetry 1.0 (Completed)
PoetryAll of these are poems that I've written, and they are sorted into the order that I wrote them, so if you feel some of them are amateur-ish or bad, read the newer ones, or even check out my newest work in Poetry 2.0 :)
