Who am I?
I look into the mirror, but I don't see myself.
There's a girl with tired eyes and a worn-down smile staring back at me.
She isn't the girl I used to be.
I don't see myself anymore.
Who is she, the girl with a broken smile?
Is that me or a strange who looks like me?
Who is she? Who am I?
I don't know her, and I don't know myself.
Who is the girl I see, who am I?
When did my eyes become empty and cold?
When did I lose myself?
What happened to the girl I used to be?
What happened to the girl who would see the best in everything.
When did I become the empty shell of the girl I used to be.
I look at my reflection, yet I see a stranger.
There's a girl who's been broken and worn down staring back at me.
She isn't the girl I want to be.
I don't know myself anymore
Who is she, the girl with a broken smile?
Is that me or a stranger I see.
Who is she, who am I
I don't recognize her; I don't know myself.
I'm stuck between the girl I used to be and the girl I became.
The lines are blurry, and I don't know where to go.
~j.g.s.b~
1/17/18
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PoetryVarious writings and I've written over the years. I wish to share some of my work and hope to inspire others to write or explore literature. I'm an amateur writer that still has a long way to go. Warning: my work is based on personal experience, and...
