Standing in front of the mirror
I look at myself both inside and
Do I like what I see?
No it's not the me I want to be
I can change the hair, the color
I can change how I look altogether
But it is still me
A me I don't know, a me I don't like
What will it take?
I laugh on the outside and smile
But inside I am screaming let me out!
I feel bound and gagged and no way out
How do I make myself heard?
These walls just crashing in around me
Falling, falling I feel as though I am
Down against the waves of my emotions
Each day more difficult
Each moment that passes I lose more of
who I am, who I could be
How do I tell anymore?
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