Brooke Harris Poems
|2.||The Way I See The Seasons||10/26/2011|
|5.||The Tree Of Life||10/6/2011|
|6.||What Is Happiness?||10/6/2011|
|7.||What Is Pain?||10/6/2011|
|8.||Give Me Your Heart, Magic Man||10/31/2011|
|9.||Please Try To Understand||10/26/2011|
|10.||Angels And Demons||10/31/2011|
|11.||See Me In The Mirror||10/26/2011|
See Me In The Mirror
Do you see me standing here,
locked up inside your mirror?
I watch you every day,
standing here inside your mirror.
Why can’t you look over here
at your mirror and see me floating,
waiting to be heard.
I talk to you for hours but
you never hear.
Your mirror keeps me bound
here, unable to touch, stuck in here.
I see you look around nervously,
as if you can sense my presence in here.
I shout, I stomp, I scream and yell.
You turn, quickly, to your mirror.
Your eyes widen with fear.
No! , I yell as you turn away.
Please don’t leave me alone ...