I look at the girl in front of me she's lost but quickens her pace There's something familiar about her, and it's not just her face. She doesn't stop at the red lights, she doesn't look both ways, Instead she goes and crosses the street onto another phase. She hides behind a mask the one she made by hand afraid of being rejected or having somebody not understand If you look real closely you can see the tears in her eyes and if you look even closer you can see through her disguise. She turns away from the world leaving it behind her back she never stops but keeps walking onto another track. She doesn't know where she's going, ignoring the dead ends passing by the signs and the signals each one sends. I watch her as she falls deep into a hole I feel her pain inside of me truly in my soul i reach out my hands to save her but stopped by the glass as I turn away from the mirror I walk away from my past.
Hi Aryn, thanks for sharing this meaningful poem of yours. Sometimes, we don't even recognize ourselves, do we? Yet if we are to do some self-reflection and look at ourselves closely in the mirror, we can see so much of ourselves and what we try so much to hide away from the world. Sometimes we need to stand up, walk away from our past and start afresh somewhere and that takes courage.
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