She looks in the mirror and cries
She is beautiful but she does not realize
She avoids looking people in the eyes
She has a fear that they will see she is telling lies
She looks at the ground instead of the skies
Because that's where her bodies going after she dies
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Flowers Under My Skin
ПоэзияA series of original short poems written through my perspective.
The Ground
She looks in the mirror and cries
She is beautiful but she does not realize
She avoids looking people in the eyes
She has a fear that they will see she is telling lies
She looks at the ground instead of the skies
Because that's where her bodies going after she dies