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by babblingxbrooke Sep 3, 2007
Sadness, depression /
I glare into the mirror and all I can see,
is my reflection; my own worst enemy.
she built up walls that she herself can't climb,
and now they seem to collapse around her after all this time.
she gives & gives and they take & take,
lets everyone walk all over her; a habit she can't shake.
she obsesses over everything; cares just a little too much,
wants to be accepted by all; but sees herself as not good enough.
you're her new addiction, the cause for her blood shot eyes,
no medicine can take away the hurt of rejection and the tears that shes cried.
she closes her eyes and when she opens them prays to see,
a reflection that shows the world her true beauty.
by Laura Ash
Oh wow. it's an awesome poem 5/5
p.s. thanks for r/r/c mine =]
I love it.
it makes me want to cut my wrists again:]
Awww i can really feel this poem....i feel the same way. good job!!! 5/5