Dec 2016
mirror, mirror.
who remembers the way your eyes smile, the way it twinkles when something interests you?
who remembers the way your lashes flutter, the way your cheeks redden when someone compliments you?
who remembers the way you bite your tongue, holding a laugh the anyone can hear?
who remembers the way your nose crinkles, when annoyance spreads all over your face or whenever you're in tears?
who remembers?
for 18 years you've been trying to be liked by everyone; someone.
for 18 years you've been trying to find who you are and you are still not found.
for 18 years you've been trying to fill the emptiness; the void inside your heart.
for 18 years you've been trying to leave a mark but not even a scratch was found.
but i assure you, there will be a turning point in your life.
everyone will remember your kind words and beautiful soul; how it changed and made someone hang on.
everyone will remember that smile on your face; how it resembles the sun at 6am.
everyone will remember the warmth of your touch; how it made someone, somehow, feel everything's going to be fine.
everyone will remember you; the flower that is on a process of blooming.
mirror, mirror. will i be remembered?*
yes, you will be. for the next 60 years of your life or so.
who remembers the way your eyes smile, the way it twinkles when something interests you?
who remembers the way your lashes flutter, the way your cheeks redden when someone compliments you?
who remembers the way you bite your tongue, holding a laugh the anyone can hear?
who remembers the way your nose crinkles, when annoyance spreads all over your face or whenever you're in tears?
who remembers?
for 18 years you've been trying to be liked by everyone; someone.
for 18 years you've been trying to find who you are and you are still not found.
for 18 years you've been trying to fill the emptiness; the void inside your heart.
for 18 years you've been trying to leave a mark but not even a scratch was found.
but i assure you, there will be a turning point in your life.
everyone will remember your kind words and beautiful soul; how it changed and made someone hang on.
everyone will remember that smile on your face; how it resembles the sun at 6am.
everyone will remember the warmth of your touch; how it made someone, somehow, feel everything's going to be fine.
everyone will remember you; the flower that is on a process of blooming.
mirror, mirror. will i be remembered?*
yes, you will be. for the next 60 years of your life or so.
just me talking to myself
12/16/16
12/16/16
