I gaze into the mirror..
All I see is me..
It doesn't really matter..
I am not who I seem to be..
My eyes to me look hollow..
My skin has lost its glow..
My face looks somehow sunken..
I have lost myself..
I know.
No one is happy with who I am..
They all want me to be,.
As I seem...
To live up to all expectations..
To abolish selfish dreams..
They don't feel the guilt I have..
They don't know how hard I try..
They only see what they want..
They only see the lie..
And even when I scream the truth..
I AM DOING THE BEST THAT I CAN!!
It doesn't seem to be heard..
Failure has no friends..
If only I could change..
Like a mystic magic dream..
Keep everything inside of me...
To abolish selfish dreams..
josie
tony
Good poem, expressed with angst.
~E