monster

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By Ananya

I look into the mirror And what do I see Oh my god, no way This girl cannot be me The smile is not real All the eyes do is stare You’re having me on Who is in there? I lift my left hand She does the same I whisper “What is your name?” the girl in the mirror nothing like I used to be I was at one time real I was once upon a time free I could walk the streets Hands hanging loosely at my side But then I found the bitch The monster inside I am what I am But what I am is fake Trying to be “her” My one big mistake I hide behind that “girl” The one they all want to see The thing now caged inside Is the innocent real me

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November 10, 2005 17:18Faith

Interesting poem. I feel like this a lot!! Like i'm trying to be something i'm not... good job!