REFLECTION

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REFLECTION

The agony of this life of mine is useless. For the racing won't stop, knowing that you see me through my eyes. The worse I feel the more I bury myself with pain. To stand here waiting and wishing when I'll love this life of mine? To feel noticed just once, the way i've always gazed upon would be all the more meaning full. For I am not perfect and I feel I'll never be. For I let everyone I love down, as hard as I try it only makes me feel less of a person. For that is how I see it in my eyes. For someday maybe someone will understand my life is not meaningless. Yet, my whole life I was meaningless. Never noticed just only useless.So now I try, try to be someone I'm not, just to be loved. I've given up for all these years of trying, have taken the strength out of my soul. This is what now gets the best of me. No one will ever know the truth, of my feelings lying beneath my broken heart. I'm too ashamed to let one in that deep,for that would only show the truth in me. All my weakness, and all my insecurity's. This is my fear, this is my reflection... 

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Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

bettina’s Poems (25)

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My Blood Shed 1
MY PAIN 1
BLINK OF AN EYE 1
A QUOTE 0
THOUGHTS 0
BREAKING WALLS 0
TURN 0
* UNTITLED * 0
* UNTITLED * 0
PRESSURE 0
THIS 0
BROKEN 0
ETERNITY 0
FALLING 0
FEAR 0
THE MIRROR 0
IT 0
MY BEAUTY 0
REFLECTION 0
PAINFUL THOUGHT 0
KNOWING 0
NOTHING 0
AWAKENING 0
FORSAKEN INNOCENCE 0
REALITY 0