Poetic Thoughts

Me

I stare at my reflection

Not knowing what to say

Because after all these rejections

I still don't know the way

Why are you like this?

Was the question everyone asked

I don't know how to answer it 

While I'm still masked

The minute I take it off

They'll know what I've gone through

What broke me in half

And killed my soul too

So don't ask me again

How my soul got killed

Cause I won't be able to contain

The tears with which I'm filled

But I'll never regret it

Cause these tears were the tree

Whose roots I've seen to be

The wounds that make me; me.

- Izzie