You couldn't get me to the mirror ,
Even if you wanted to.
Because all it'd really do,
Is point out what I already know is true.
I don't like the face staring back at me,
Because it's filled with hate and dishonesty.
I've tried to be kind and I've tried to be real,
But you don't know how it feels,
To not be able to love the person staring back at you.
You run your mouth and say that it isn't true ,
That you hate yourself as much as I hate me.
But when the masks are gone, you know that you were lying all along.
YOU ARE READING
Give Me Love
PoetryDisclaimer all Poems in this book of poetry are purely and one hundred percent mine. I do not appreciate any copying of any sort
