Sometimes I’ll look in the mirror and start to cry Because I’ll see how ugly I am And all the ugly people say it’s whats inside that counts But I looked inside me and it’s a bunch of waste - my heart is purely dejection And the blood running through my heart is black, like my life, in a way... And my mind is full of wasted dreams And I constantly have to think of what I’m imagining and what is real Because it’s hard to diffrentiate between them nowadays Sometimes I’ll look in the mirror and cry Because I see you instead of me.. You’re so much a part of me you’ll come out You’re the reason why I’m ugly....but you’re not I’m just laying the blame on you because I’m sick of blaming myself And blame never gets anyone anywhere anyway so should I stop? Sometimes I’ll look in the mirror and start to cry Not because I’m unhappy... Only because the person who’s looking back at me is crying And I don’t think I even know that person very well The only time I ever meet that person is when I look in the mirror And from what I see I don’t like that person at all Sometimes I’ll look in the mirror and start to cry But I still look in the mirror For an insanely long period of time Fixing every little detail for you And it’s not vanity...because I don’t want to look good for myself I only want to look good for you But who can I tell all this to? Only you... And you’re not there for me anymore And your shoulder never gets stained with my tears anymore And nothing ever happens anymore So maybe I shouldn’t look in the mirror for a while
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem because I loved this guy, and at the time I was realizing how we were drifting apart. When I wrote this, I was in tears, because I was writing it in front of my mirror, and I decided to incorporate my confused reflection into my lost world of love...
Birth sign: Gemini
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