I wake up in the morning, looking like I had a rough night tears on my cheeks from me crying myself to sleep.
I look in the mirror who am I.
I keep everything to myself I’m trying to be a loner, but for some reason people just seem to love me it’s too late to be a loner now.
I wipe my eyes these tears are not sad tears there meaning less tears of hope.
I always worry that I will fail in life, I keep that to myself.
Why am I so mean to people and nice to some; it’s because I’ve been hurt in my heart, so I have to be mean and nice
I’m like to different people but one person.
My nickname should be run away love because when a guy tries to talk me.
I turn my back and run away as fast as I can I just can’t let a guy distract me in life.
I’m not that smart girl everyone sees I’m just someone who try’s harder every single day.
I’m shy at first because I don’t want to be judged; then I’m outgoing because I don’t care what people think of me.
I look back up in the mirror and pray to God that my family will be fine without me when I do go off to college.
My heart is empty I cry everyday on the inside, I see my brother on the streets doing bad things, while my mom struggles, and my dad tries hard every day.
I close my eyes and leave the mirror I’m alone in a crowded world.
I see the person I want to become and the person I am now.
I looked in the mirror and saw innocence but what do you see when you look at me only the Lord knows.