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Reflection

I suddenly stop as I see the image of myself, it’s different?
That’s not me I say
There used to be a smile,
Now just a frown
I have no happiness, I’m
Just a shell missing life
 
Where have I gone?
Just a pail face and red eyes,
That is what I see
Where is that happy me?
That I’m unable to see
But there is no one beside me
Just me alone that what’s become of me!
 
Where have I gone? Am I missed?
Has anyone noticed that I’m not there, do my family care?
Maybe this is just me,
The new me.

(30)

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