Written January 13, 2004
Deep and lost within myself
I look around and see nobody else
I look up, left, and right
And I don't see a sight
But when I look down,
I see my reflection.
My reflection is my definition of who I am.
Nobody can describe what I am.
There's more to me than my reflection.
Beneath my skin there's no sign of perfection.
I see myself as a big person trapped in that little reflection of mine.
It can barely contain me, like it couldn't contain my mime.
The person inside my reflection
That stares back at me,
Knows all that is inside me,
And what brings it to the outside of me.
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Survivor's Remorse
PoetrySurvivor's Remorse is a personal collection of poetry, songs, lyrics, prose, and more that ranges from the early 2000s through 2023 when I finally decided to start a new poetry book! Thank you immensely to anyone who has taken time to read this book...
