When I look at myself in the mirror in front of me
its not me that i see...

Missing the past
looking up at the stars...

Missing you in the day
missing you in the night...

Mistakes I make never go away
In my mind they are here to stay...

Watching through my eyes as the fits fly at my mom
Watching all the blood that gets drawn...

Rip it out, chop it up
i don't care, it just leaves me in despair...

Don’t live for yourself live for them...
live for the ones who help you to stand tall...

Wishing to help
wanting to be noticed...

Why should I live in a world like this,
where everything in life has a twist...

Looking through a picture frame
seeing all of the shame...

A poem, why?
to make words that rhyme...

Some poems are funny
some poems are mad...