Comments about Miranda Kay
Poem To Myself
Who are you in the mirror?
The person people call my reflection,
So young and fragile looking
But wears on your face my complexion.
I see a younger me
Is what I come to realize,
So long it took me to understand
And for that I apologize.
I should have seen it sooner
From the smile you wear on your face,
An attempt to hide how you feel
While you live in a miserable place.
But I remember how you feel
When you remove your fake smile
And I know how you wander
If your life is really worthwhile.
I know the pain you suffer ...