Here i go again,
looking into the mirror,
staring at the stranger,
questioning my existence,
laughing at my reflection,
its funny how it changes.
YOU ARE READING
I Wrote It All For Me
PoetryPoems. For myself, of my moods, my life, just me and my feelings. Most of them are fictious (or are they?). I'll leave it to you readers, let your imagination wander.
