Sometimes
You've got to fall on glass
To see your reflection.
And yes
There might be blood
And bruises
But you're still there.
You're still breathing
And living
You're still alive.
YOU ARE READING
Poems By A Teen
PoetryThese are the thoughts that wake me in the middle of the night. They have sat in my notes for years and now I want to share them.
Look At Yourself
Sometimes
You've got to fall on glass
To see your reflection.
And yes
There might be blood
And bruises
But you're still there.
You're still breathing
And living
You're still alive.
