May 2015
Little girl go away
Don't come again another day
I am sick of you and your tears
And how you have followed me year after year
Take all your baggage, leave me be
I cannot handle your pain and misery
I run to a mirror to steal a glance
Let her be gone! Let there be that chance!
As I look, she stares back
And my hopes fade to black
I touch her face, she touches mine
We are who we are, yet intertwined
She and I are the same
Same tears, same fears, same pain
We will never be apart, that is plain to see
Little girl, I am you and you are me
Don't come again another day
I am sick of you and your tears
And how you have followed me year after year
Take all your baggage, leave me be
I cannot handle your pain and misery
I run to a mirror to steal a glance
Let her be gone! Let there be that chance!
As I look, she stares back
And my hopes fade to black
I touch her face, she touches mine
We are who we are, yet intertwined
She and I are the same
Same tears, same fears, same pain
We will never be apart, that is plain to see
Little girl, I am you and you are me
I wrote this poem about two years ago. For quite a while I struggled with trying to please everyone, which by the way is quite impossible. Being adopted, I wrestled with thinking I wasn't good enough for any one, even though my adoptive family gave me all the love I could ever want or even imagine. Those issues traveled with me as I grew older, and became to be quite a problem. You can't run from your past, you must deal with it. Thankfully, my outlook has vastly improved. That "little girl" can surface from time to time, but this woman knows better to think she is unloved.
