Behind those eyes

I have for many years built a shiled but... hey i thought id put that into some sorta words

Look into the mirror

who do i see?

just a girl with long brown hair

nothing special

noone really

who am i?

who is me?

just a girl with dark brown eyes

noone see's behind the eyes

the pain inside my heart

the turmoil running through my mind

just a girl , like many others

walking side by side

look into this mirror

a face reflected

2 eyes, 1 nose , 1 mouth

no tears, not on the ouside

just a girl like all the rest

golden brown skin

2 legs 2 arms

everything looks normal

no deep scars across the chest

no flames upon my head

who am i?

why do i feel this pain i cannot see

look into this mirror

im looking back at me

with hatrid , detesting what i see

nothing special

noone needed

just  another person

wasting space

breathing harder

dont cry

what am i?

a human being

possessing no talents

holding no great key

confused, misunderstood

lost and alone

look into this mirror

who do i see?

i see me

Ama may cooper

a meaningless blur behind the tears

now pouring down my face

dont cry

dont cry

dont let them see that your weak

Author's Note

aplogies for grammer, and spelling

Reviews

[Vertigo]

this is very emotional I can relate to it in some ways...very well written

[Orlando Murcia]

I felt a lot of sad confused
and discouraged emotions here

Your feelings are below
disturbed flowers
and painful memories
of childhood illusions

Great write!!

Orlando M

[Barbara Walker]

Can really feel the sadness and aloneness in this poem. I agree with Jibey, know that you are not alone in these feelings. Even when you reach that magical adulthood, it will still hit you at times. Using your poetry to express these feelings is a great outlet. Very good write! Barbara

[Jibey]

Many a person has this same sense of uncertainty, of wondering how they will turn out in the future, of what they really are. You get across just how it feels... with that openness which characterises much of your writing.

[Poeticpiers]

You get your message across with clarity. But self criticism is rarely accurate
Well written poetic prose with only an odd mispelling. REmember this young lady You are absolutely unique. Be proud of yourself
If you dont respect yourself why should anyone else