[sweetlittlesara]

I am definately no poet, but here is my feeble attempt



Me

Look deep into my eyes.
Tell me what you see.
Entranced by my transfixed gaze.
Slip into my mind.

Look into my past.
Tell me what is there.
I was happier than most.
There is no excuse for me.

Where did it go wrong?
Tell me what you’ve done.
What shrouds my mind in darkness?
Purely teenage angst?

Look into my future.
Amuse me with what you see.
Are you afraid to tell me?
It is no news to me.

Don’t try to look into my soul.
There is nothing there.
Amuse yourself with pettiness.
I shall sleep no more.