Friday, March 21, 2008

I look in the mirror

I look in the morror try to see my self.
I look very hard but nothing.
i go to school ,but people don’t see me.
So I walk up to you .
You ask me what is wrong.
Why are you bleeding?
So I say I am not happy
You never loved me
I even try to smoke, but I cant taste.
I never wanted anyone
So u look at me and say
Why are you doing this it is not cool.
So now I cry while I bleed.
So now I find mw soul but not my face

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

just be your self if u like someone don't do something that you don't want to do!!!

i knpw how it is>>>>..

BY brent j

Lesli said...

I love your line - "I can't taste." I know what that feels like and it is unique and very true.

Lesli

Anonymous said...

i like this poem its good

Oscar

beat-rice said...

this is an awesome poem it really has a lot of thought put into it

Anonymous said...

You know...this is very true. I have days like this. I live this poem. It sound good and very interesting!!!

oh...I love you!!!
-H2-

Anonymous said...

Bri, this poem was stright from the heart, and honest just be yourself and never let anyone bring you down

Anonymous said...

If he doesn't accept you for you then he isn't worth it. There is someone for everyone. You also need him to know how you feel because girls are way confusing. All in all it's a good poem. Add more.-regan