Does he see me?
Actually see me for who I am?
I can't be sure.
He says he loves me,
...
Why does he pull away from me?
What have I done?
What do I do now?
How do I make things better?
...
Looking in the mirror what do I see?
I see a girl.
She's scared and putting herself through pain.
She goes on putting her mask together.
...
She looks through the pictures,
And what does she see?
18 years of her oldest daughter.
It seemed like just yesterday
...
Mothers are wise.
Mothers are caring.
Mothers are loving.
Mothers are forgiving.
...
Does he care?
He says one thing
But does another.
He knows it hurts me
...
I lay here again.
Alone!
no sleep in sight.
Maybe I should cry again
...
Everyday of my life
I feel like a zombie..
Same routine
Just different date.
...
Every little girl
Grows up to believe
That somewhere out there...
Somewhere there is a happy ending.
...
An hour goes by
And then another.
I continue waiting
Wanting to hear his voice.
...
Everyday of my life
I feel like a zombie.
Same routine
Just different date.
...
I owe my interest in writing poems to my high school English teacher, Karen Lafary, at first I was reluctent and upset that we would have to write poems for class. After the first time it got easier and now I can't seem to stop writing. I will probably continue writing. I'm always carrying a small notebook and pen with me, and writing whenever inspiration hits me.)
Family
Family
One word
Six letters
Countless meanings