I'm watching myself,
Fall apart.
All I can do is stare.
I hate my self for doing this.
I hate seeing myself fail.
Every passing day I struggle,
Just to breath,
Just to want.
Just to live.
I don't know what to do,
With myself or with life.
I fear I am a waste of a soul,
That I should give up,
And take flight.
But my wings have been clipped,
I fall back to the ground,
Only to be smothered by the dust.
I hate what's happening,
To my life.
How I don't know what to do.
I'm a problem without a solution.
And I hate it.
I hate the mirror,
Or the reflective glass,
The water of the pond,
The tiles on the wall.
Everything which show's me,
The real me,
The tears,
The eyes.
I can hide no longer.
But you won't see me anyway.
Because I am me.
Only Me.
Forever Me.
And I hate it.

By Siobhan
Date: 30th/March/2004