Poetry from the past

Hello friends!

I hope that you are doing well.
As a lot of you know, I made a recent move and am settling in nicely, bar a stubborn cold that is outstaying its welcome.
I’ve been unpacking and found some old poems I wrote and thought it would be fun to share them with you. Here is the first one, I wrote this in 2003 apparently. Thank you past me for being so thorough.

To save you the pain of having to figure out my terrible handwriting, I shall type this out the best I can decipher. Please bear in mind I was about 16 when I wrote this, so it is what it is!

You see that girl before the mirror there?
Can you see what she can see?
When she looks at her reflection
Everything she doesn’t want to be

In her head she’s screaming loud and clear
But on the outside no one can hear
That she’s turned into the girl she dreads to be
She always wants to be alone
She’s not noticed much anymore
Because she’s turned into the girl she dreads to be

She’s been freed from her puppeteer
But now she lives and breathes in fear
Because she’s turned into the girl she dreads to be

She just turned cold & selfish – unaware of the hearts she has broken
She didn’t care for others feelings but her own
In the end she wound up all alone

And there she sits before the mirror
Everything she loathed to be, now a bitter lonely woman
From the girl she had dread to be 

So there we have it, apparently I have been a misery guts from the start!

I hope you enjoyed this little blast from the past.

Until next time, there is always time for change!

-Sara

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