Mirror opinions
I am standing in front of a mirror
Staring to my brown eyes
These big hazel viewers
Who looks so wondering but oh so nice
Through the glass they are digging
Across the border to dive in shadows
Make a way for light to plug in
And for all the other splendour that follows
Standing there all alone
Watching myself as part of the wall
Imagining i’m just a clone
To have a back up when I will fall
Disappearing in other peoples head
They who make their judgements
Slapping my real world completely dead
When i’m receiving their confinement
I will smash the glass of the wall
Break it down in million parts
So that every opinion will fall
And maybe healing my broken heart..
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Elenore De Groote: | Zaterdag, juni 28, 2008 15:17 |
| Wondermooi, een heel prachtig schrijven, een krachtig verlangen naar vrijheid en een eigen mening. Liefs, Elenore xxx | |
| marieke_x: | Zaterdag, juni 14, 2008 19:14 |
| indrukwekkend.. verdrietig mooi | |
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: RealMe | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Innerchild | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 14 juni 2008 | ||
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