I stare in the mirror,
And what do I see?
That old girl that's laughing at me,
I look away,
Tears in my eyes,
I hated myself,
And wanted to die,
I looked back,
And this time I saw,
The girl who was brave,
Who didn't fall,
And as I stare,
I began to see,
This girl is beautiful,
This girl is me.
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Short Poems [Book #1]
PoetryDuring the making of these poems, I went through different types of writing so some may suck, some may be deep, and some may be good, it all depends on you. My poetry DOES NOT focus on my life, I just enjoy writing dark things about OC's and stuff. ...