When I look in the mirror
I wish I could see,
The happy little girl who I use to be,
Instead I am greeted by a face painted with sadness,
Hidden behind a pair of glasses,
My shoulders slump by side weighed down by sorrow,
Wishing - dreaming of a better tomorrow,
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Where My Mind Wanders
PoetryJust a bunch of poems (kinda) or thoughts from when my mind wanders from what is deemed "normal"
Mirror
When I look in the mirror
I wish I could see,
The happy little girl who I use to be,
Instead I am greeted by a face painted with sadness,
Hidden behind a pair of glasses,
My shoulders slump by side weighed down by sorrow,
Wishing - dreaming of a better tomorrow,