When I look into the mirror I see
The monster that is within me
It’s evil, ugly, destructive and cruel
And I am lost beneath its rule
Upon my chest it has written that
I am disappointing, pathetic, stupid, and fat
When I feel pain, it smiles in glee
From it I’m unsure if I can be free
Because the second I try to destroy its sneer
All I do is break the mirror
YOU ARE READING
In My Head
PoetryA collection of my poetry. there is no rhyme or reason between them, they are simply there because i wrote them and needed a place for them to go. i know, my grammar sucks. also, there will be updates whenever i write more poetry.
