Scared
Lost
Dark
Terror
All reflected my mirror.
I see myself as something else.
A creation of hatred.
I long to see my beatuy, I long feel my love.
I long for my freedom, because I am am not above.
I am frozen in time,never to know,never to grow.
As I begin to realize,to let it sink in, I stare at myself ,in my mirror, with sheer terror. I am scared, I am lost, I am dark.




I am Terror.