Standing there
Looking at the glass
Seeing myself
Look back at me
In little shards
Of glass
I look closer
And see a girl
That is crying
And looks like
She is in so much pain
Then I see her
Killing herself
I back away
Frightened at what I saw
And look back
She is in the act
Of commiting suicide
I do not want to watch
This anymore
So I bring up my fist
And hit the glass
Then I wonder
Why do I look
Into this mirror
And see myself
Laying on the ground
Tears still coming down my face
Eyes are wide staring back at me
Through all my pain and sorrow
That girl on the other side
Of this broken glass
Is just me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is like a movie scene....or an awesome music vid! ! !