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Through The Looking Glass

Contributed by MORRIS on Sunday, 18th October 2009 @ 12:30:22 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



Through The Looking Glass

So small i feel as if the world cant see me
Quite unreal and lost unbeliveably
When did i get here how can i leave
Did my accomplishments fair didnt i achieve

Why am i stuck here why can no one see
How did i get comfortable how can i get free
Is this a state of mind is it a state of shock
Where is the heart i felt once beating like a clock

tick-tock tick tock
boom-boom boom-boom

Does no one really notice me why does the world still spin
What happened to who i use to be deep within
You should look in the glass to see who i really am
Dont i inspire you at all from right where i stand

Why do you criticize me and ridicule my heart
Why dont you agree that im truly a work of art
Why do you disown me and say i dont exist
Why is my mind clouded with thoughts like this

think-think think-think
drop-drop drop-drop

Who do i see when i look at myself today
Why has the old me up and ran away
Where am i now where could i have been
When will it end and the true me begain

I am so lost, depressed and lonely too
Im not really sure who to be
I no longer know who it is anymore
The one in the looking glass, stairing back at me





Copyright © MORRIS ... [ 2009-10-18 12:30:22]
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Re: Through The Looking Glass (User Rating: 1 )
by elle on Sunday, 18th October 2009 @ 01:47:00 PM AEST
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nice bit of introspection. . . elle :)




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