Mirror Images What I Don'T Want To See Anymore

I am afraid of the failure that is me
For years I've tried to become more than a statistic
The mirror is my stalking ground
Treating me like prey,
I have yet to encounter when I will love myself one day
My mother made a mistake when she chose to birthed me
Or maybe it was God, who didn't realize 
How disappointing I've grown to be
Sometimes when looking at graveyards,
I recall, the luck they must feel
To not be here anymore
Or to have this upsetting world left with to deal
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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April 1, 2011 at 4:59 AM
Another week has come and gone and I haven't been able to read as much this week as I had wanted. I am glad I was able to read your poetry today Shane. Keep your pen scrolling don't let the ink dry up. I hope you have a wonderful weekend of sunshine and joy and find lots of inspiration along the way. Love, Carol
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March 31, 2011 at 1:14 PM
Very positive self introspective thoughts, shane. The man who write this can never be disappointing I firmly believe,
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