Sometimes i wish i was a painter
that way i can paint a picture that shows who i see
when i look in the mirror.
It would show me around the age of ten
looking in the mirror at me today.
She would see me crying, looking back at her
and in my background you would see my children.
We are in a room.
the room is a mess and my daughter is playing in garbage.
My son, the oldest is playing in the corner alone with toys,
and a baby in a carriage but you cant see his face.
The room is dark but its day outside, the curtains drawn.
If i could draw this picture of my feelings,
it would show how lonely i feel
how hopeless I've become.
the girl on the other side
ten year old me,
she was who i used to be.
happy,free and had everything to look forward to.
hopeful.
I wish i could talk to her. tell her where we went wrong
before its to late.
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