Free Topic #1

I look in the mirror

And try to see.

But I'm horrifed to find,

the one looking back is not me.

When I wear this mask,

you'll soon see,

I'm not the one

I'm meant to be.

In this mask,

I will hide.

Until you uncover

what lays deep inside.

For in this disguise,

I am alone.

Nothing can harm me,

for nothing is shown.

One day,

I may come alive.

And share a great moment,

without my disguise.

For many years of my life I have been very insecure. Being teased y horrible people when I was younger, did not help this fact. But beyond the teasing, I was still trying to be someone I wasn't. I figure, looking back now, that even if I had the body I wanted I still would have had a disguise on, a mask so to speak. I wrote the poem above because I relized that everytime I looked in the mirror I was seeing what those bullies from my younger years instilled in my head, as well as the mask I had been wearing for so long. When I looked in the mirror, I saw someone who wasn't me. I saw a girl who wasn't strong, who wasn't funny, who wasn't pretty or sophisticated. I saw someone who was trying to hard to be something she wasn't, something she really didn't want to be. But even though I relized I was acting a part, I didn't want to lift my disguise and let anyone in. I was afraid that if I actually became the person that I wanted to be, then my 'friends' would leave me. But I found out that they would like the 'real' me even better.