My Reflection

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I'm the one who sees my reflection in the morrier and talks to myself. And feels what others say that I'm not pretty or cute or even handsome to have a girlfriend or a boyfriend. Why am I like this I ask myself but its hard for an answer when you can't find the answer yourself. The more I look the more I'm lost in that reflection of mine that I see so much but the more I try my best all there seems to be is nothing no one there to help guide me, but me, and me alone. I am nothing in my pit of sorrow.

9-3-14

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