Who am I?
Daring, bold, and crazy at times.
Sweet, charming, and innocent too.
This is what you see when you look at me,
But you can't see through me.
How is it when I'm surrounded with a room full of people,
I feel so alone?
How is it when people are comforting me
I feel no relief at all?
I suppose I hide it well
Because everyone sees me as the good teenage girl
Who has her whole life ahead of her.
But when I look in the mirror,
I don't know who's looking back at me.
i liked it...........not what i expected when i saw the title but it was so very good.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This one is an ideal opportunity of the exploration of your own natue and being. again, simple and well written. thank you.10+++