Poems from sarah.menke.18

When you look in the mirror what do you see? I see brown eyes that tell a story, A story that speaks all on its own, A story that is not...
Glancing out the dusty window, I see the mist slowly fall, I look into the mirror hanging on my wall, I inspect myself thoroughly finding...
The weather is gloomy. It hangs in the air, Its unpredictable patterns, Remind me of someone that I hold dear, My best friend is this way...
Love is a question mark that hangs above my head, It is like a butterfly that takes the risk of being dead, Love can be the root to many...
Growing up I have always been told to do what makes me happy,So when everyone asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up,I told them I...