poem for this:

when i am sad
and when i'm down

i look upon the mirror on my wall
i do not see the tears that flow from my face
what i see angers my heart to a quickend pace
behind the false behind my damaged frame
lays a part of me my shaled being the one most tame
smileing.. looking with glee
causing all happyness i fraine to flee
a question so simple i ask
"what makes you so damned happy" i yelled towards the mask
before long the mirror says
"i am the part of you, you adorns
the shelterd part you long lorn
the part that mey not see the light of day
while you life your life within dysmay"
a fist rased caused by the self
slammed down upon the shelf
i look back into the mirror with a bloodied gaize
and it stunned me with one phraze
"you will neaver smile or have what i possess
i have happiness peace and love while you have nothing at your best"


yea scraped crap ... ignore this