The People Who See Me Poem by uder pressure

The People Who See Me



An ugly
person the way i see
but do they
see the insecurities
that haunt
me when i look
in the mirror
morning after
morning i see
what i've really become
But do they?

Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: mirror
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