His Eyes

I look in the mirror and see

That nothing is worse than me

I know I'm alone

So I simply moan

There are tears in my eyes,

But none hear my cries

Every single friend

Said "Here 'til the end"

I look in the mirror and see

What is the point of me?

 

He look and my face with a smile

I knew he'd be here for a while

He doesn't want me to change

He doesn't think I'm strange

He holds his camera up to me

And grins at me with a plea

He look at me for real

He just wants to heal

My broken heart

It's so apart

From what I used to be

He sees me for me

This poem is about: 
Me

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