When i look into her eyes <br />i find things no one ever sees <br /> <br />I see this fear of judgement <br />that makes her cower at confrontation <br /> <br />I see this hopelessness for the future <br />that makes her choice her burden alone <br /> <br />i see this desperate need for companionship to make her strong <br />in this savage world of humans <br /> <br />I see this courage <br />caged in her thoughts of inferiority <br /> <br />i see her thoughts of abandonment <br />that makes her cling to almost anyone <br /> <br />i see this devotion to her beliefs <br />tjat makes her fear dying <br /> <br />and i hate this person that i see <br />because this person is really me<br /><br />Nissa Armstrong<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-person-4/
