I looked in the mirror
It wasn't me.
Where is the person
I'm meant to be?
I stare back at accusing eyes;
I swear the face in the mirror cries.
How did I earn the face I see?
Is this the person I meant to be?
It feels I'm leading another's life
Who is that person, who is me?
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
Second Wind
Thơ CaHighest rank #12 in Poetry Second Wind is an eclectic collection of mostly light hearted poems but often has a serious message and takes the occasional side swipe at politicians and those in power.
