When I look in the mirror I no longer see me.
I see the shell of the girl I'm supposed to be.
I've tried to change and become better.
But I always seem to find my self in bad weather.
So I look at pictures of me before.
And practice my giggle till the pain isnt heard any more.
I study who I was and who I want to be.
But when I wake my heads empty.
I cant find the sun.
And I can't find a soul.
I can't find my self as a whole.
I'm alone in company.
And absent when alone.
All my happiness and fears are all gone.
I wonder why I live another day.
Why hasn't the reaper answered my
prayers and come to take my soul away.
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PoesíaHey guys it's Tiphanie. And these are my poems I wrote I hope you enjoy. Leave comments and votes i promise to read all of them. Much love from Tiph. NO STEALING.
