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Stolen Identity

When I look in the mirror
I don’t see a face
I see a black hole
Staring back in its place

I don’t know who I am anymore
I don’t know who I am supposed to be
All I see is an ordinary girl
Staring back at me

I have come to conform to today’s material items
I am not the once extraordinary girl I was
I conformed because I don’t know how to fight them
I conformed, well just because

I am tired of being someone I’m not
But, it is so hard to change who I am
I want to be someone who cant be bought
I want to be me, me, who I am

So now I look in the mirror
And I don’t see a face
I see a billion others
Staring back in its place




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