The mirror stood alone at the corner
Fractured with conspicuous cracks
I stared closely at it
Hundreds of faces were reflected
Yet I feel
something hollow is at the core
I saw the cheerful countenance
that I give towards people
I feel nothing but despise
I saw the innocent face
that I portray all day long
when my innocence has been diminished completely
I saw the truthful expression
that people see from me every day
what they don't know
is that my life is built on lies
I spent countless nights weeping
not knowing what to feel
not knowing where to go
not knowing who I am
Lost, am I
Giving up, seems so enticing
A loud crash was heard
The mirror broke into pieces
I stare at the empty core
stood on the shattered glass
wondering,
when will this broken mirror be me.
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