I stand infront of the mirror,
Is that really me?
Am I realy that hideous?
I realy wonder what people see in me.
I walk back and forth,
My eyes tracing up and down,
It makes me want to throw up at the sight.
Does he loves me, he realy does.
But i cant see why?
I 그네, 스윙 my wrist at the mirror,
I watch the tiny pieces of glass floating down the ground,
The reflection is long gone.
The horrors still fixed in my mind.
Those horroible baby blue eyes staring back at me,
The anger rises, I can see them still,
Still shining, glisting through the shreds of glass.
On the floor.
It kill me to see.
My eyes glisten with tears.
The imperfections that I will never be able to live with.
He loves my imperfections, he told me.
No bodys perfect.
And I believed him.
I still stare at the broken glass,
I wonder why?
This cracked, distored image in the reflection
It is me?
It's not what I thought it was.
Now I see beauty.
As I've never seen before,
I guess I understand now.
I shouldn't believe someones twisted lies,
But I should believe in this imperfect figure that stands before me.
Me, who else?
Look past the imperfections, and maybe I'll see beauty like everyone else....
Is that really me?
Am I realy that hideous?
I realy wonder what people see in me.
I walk back and forth,
My eyes tracing up and down,
It makes me want to throw up at the sight.
Does he loves me, he realy does.
But i cant see why?
I 그네, 스윙 my wrist at the mirror,
I watch the tiny pieces of glass floating down the ground,
The reflection is long gone.
The horrors still fixed in my mind.
Those horroible baby blue eyes staring back at me,
The anger rises, I can see them still,
Still shining, glisting through the shreds of glass.
On the floor.
It kill me to see.
My eyes glisten with tears.
The imperfections that I will never be able to live with.
He loves my imperfections, he told me.
No bodys perfect.
And I believed him.
I still stare at the broken glass,
I wonder why?
This cracked, distored image in the reflection
It is me?
It's not what I thought it was.
Now I see beauty.
As I've never seen before,
I guess I understand now.
I shouldn't believe someones twisted lies,
But I should believe in this imperfect figure that stands before me.
Me, who else?
Look past the imperfections, and maybe I'll see beauty like everyone else....
A loving heart, a gentle smile,
a warm and tender touch,
We give so many things in life
but nothing means as much.
A little inspiration
when someone loses hope,
A kind word of encouragement
when they no longer seem to cope.
A simple phrase, “I 사랑 you”
when no one else is there,
Taking hold onto a hand
in a little heartfelt prayer.
사랑 is never silent,
it has so much to say,
And it is our greatest blessing
when we give it all away.
의해 David L. Griffith
*I found this poem and thought it would be perfect for this club to read and enjoy, and what i 사랑 about this poem is that it's very true to how some-poeple feel about when they fall inlove so i just wanted to share that with 당신 as a little side note
thanx for 읽기 it
a warm and tender touch,
We give so many things in life
but nothing means as much.
A little inspiration
when someone loses hope,
A kind word of encouragement
when they no longer seem to cope.
A simple phrase, “I 사랑 you”
when no one else is there,
Taking hold onto a hand
in a little heartfelt prayer.
사랑 is never silent,
it has so much to say,
And it is our greatest blessing
when we give it all away.
의해 David L. Griffith
*I found this poem and thought it would be perfect for this club to read and enjoy, and what i 사랑 about this poem is that it's very true to how some-poeple feel about when they fall inlove so i just wanted to share that with 당신 as a little side note
thanx for 읽기 it
