Every time “I” see people…,
“I” feel great! “I” feel happy!
“I” feel happy to be with them!
“I” can see many people with many difference characters!
When they feel sad,
“I” will feel the same...
When they are laughing,
“I” will laugh too…
But now,
“I” only a pieces of an ugly mirror,
All “my” beauty has change!
“I” can see them anymore!
“I” am alone now!
Crying alone,
a time comes when I becomes TRUE SELF and bodies forht its own existence free and utterly honest a fine poem
well, life is a cycle of up and down. we even die one day.
hey..don't cry baby....i'm gonna be with you and make you happy all the time, the time of your life.
Well we all feel that way sometimes... This is sad and incredibly honest; u did a fine job here, Qistina.
in my heart of hearts, I believe everyone is an angel, put great value on yourself.
I think you've done a good job here Qistina. Very nice. Sincerely, Mary
a sad but profound poem...life is hard but it can be very beautiful as well...nice job! All my best-Faith
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very sad poem - you will one day find comfort, happiness, and balance within yourself, then you will no longer need the approval of another person for your worth.