Poetry Slam

What I See...

I look in the mirror
And see the girl I wanna be
Happy and sad
It comes naturally
To her
There is no shame
In past or present
No pain or suffering
To take her dreams and throw her heart away
No one to tell her she’s ugly
She’s the girl that I should be
Instead I’m all the opposite
Letting my friends control me
Left and right
I’m stuck in a tiny box
With no air to breath
School piles up and work gets in the way
I lose my job in March
With no where to go
No money for school
I’m empty
Trying to be strong as the girl I see
In the mirror
I wish to be
There is only one way
To be that girl
And that is to try and succeed
Pass my classes
Make new friends
And be the person I’m meant to me

By: Virginia Thompson