Do not assume that he who seeks to comfort you now, lives untroubled among the simple and quiet words that sometimes do you good. His life may also have much sadness and difficulty, that remains far beyond yours. Were it otherwise, he would never have been able to find these words.
Friday, December 14, 2007
A girl in the mirror
I look in the mirror only to see,
a girl, she is taunting me
But don't you see,
only wish she would let me be.
she may not be pretty,
and she certainly is not nice.
But she is mean and rude,
and I fear this is her only mood.
I see hate and sadness in her eyes,
and alone in her room is where she cries.
Sitting on her bed with a knife,
she is ready to end her life.
She's been rapped, and she has been beaten,
It's been four days since the last time she's eaten.
Yes, she has seen things you would not wish to see,
But this terrible, lonely girl... is me! (unfortunately)
ybba>>joie
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