Biography of Tiffany Green
Im 18 years old and i been writing poety since i was 14. i have had a very Rough life and i wish i could take some stuff i did back but hey life doesnt rewind you just need to catch a grip and go with the flow but never regret growing older its a privledge denied by many! Think about it!
Tiffany Green's Works:
I never Published a book..But Im working on one at the time.
Tiffany Green Poems
My reflection stares back from the broken mirror Distorted pieces staring from shards of broken mirror Wondering where these false images come from
Tired Of Hiding
Covered wrists and clenched fists Stupid fights and sleepless nights Thoughts I dread in my head Fake smiles, words so vile
I Lost Me
I lost me... My eyes have forgotten how to cry. My heart has forgotten how to feel.
*comfort* the warmth of your skin your face in my hands all i want is you....
So Much I Can Take
My head slightly tilted My eyes halfway shut I lean against my door Listening as they scream
You left me to be on my own. When ever you call,
There Comes A Day
There comes a day In everyone's life Where they must choose If they want to live or die
My Life My life. I do not like. I spend each day pretending everything is okay.
Before You Came Into My Life
Before you came into my life I was so strong, Now that your here it feels like it was wrong,
Uncovered And Out In The Open Everyone Sees Them All Theyre Memories Of Mine
As A Child I Used To Believe
As a child, I used to believe, I had dreams within dreams of life, I wished, I smiled and I yearned, Not once understanding of strife.
A Little Bit Lost
A little bit lost... Maybe if I reach Just that little bit farther I'll find what I am looking for
Seeing These Scars Upon My Skin
Seeing these scars upon my skin Makes me want to cut again Because it numbs the feelings I keep I've cut and re-cut myself so deep
In a dark closet a little girl sits crying for mommy to come and save
My reflection stares back from the broken mirror
Distorted pieces staring from shards of broken mirror
Wondering where these false images come from
I’ve lost myself deeply inside this broken mirror
Disillusioned with myself, finally seeing the truth
That hides within shattered images of broken mirror