Thousands of questions in my head Searching for answers with no end. Regretting words that I never said; Looking at letters I didn't send.
Thinking of a possible new life; As the rain drops onto the ground. No more heart-brake that cuts like a knife And have hope for real love being found.
So many thoughts within my mind Unsure of which is best for me. Unafraid to leave the past behind: As I begin to set myself free.
As I stare through the looking glass..
It's been a while since I actually wrote a poem. This shows that I am pretty rusty. I hope you enjoy it.