Who Are You

Who Are You

I ask myself in the mirror

I want to break the mirror

I can't stand the sight of myself

 

Im tired of everything

But I deserve it since I've caused it

I'm just trouble

 

So who am I now?

What do I do?

 

I change.

 

I stop all of this

Stop the trouble

Stop the hurt

Stop acting stupid

 

I grow up

Be who I am

Make them proud

Make them see

They don't have to give up on me

 

Because

I

Am

ME.

 

I

Am

A

Good

Person

 

I

Am

Not

Evil

 

And I

Refuse

To

Be

Hurtful

Reviews

[jvava]

I love this poem!!!!!!
It's so universal. I feel the same way.
This is spectacular! Keep up the great work!