Myself

I know its crazy, but I still have an imaginary friend. Which of course is myself. That's her name too. She is me!

She watches like a hawk

She sees inside of me

Her blue eyes pinned to my soul

 

She knows my problems

She speaks to me

She has dislikes like me

 

Through my troubles she learns

Through my hopes she laughs

Through my life she walks

 

I look in a mirror

She smiles back at me

I know because she is me

Author's Note

This is my speacial poem for saturday. I'll make a new one next saturday please review! =0

Reviews

[zainul]

This is very lovely piece.
I appreciate you way of expressing about your outer and inner entities.

[Tavionna]

thank you =)

[zainul]

You are welcome =)

[Rose]

This is very good, it shows stranger what you feel about yourself. You know that if someone makes her laugh, you'll laugh because you are the same. Very good. :3

[Tavionna]

True i didnt think of that until now. =)

[Rose]

Welcomes. :3

[Mermaidstear]

this is lovely!

[Tavionna]

Thank you are so nice =)

[Mermaidstear]

you're welcome :)

[critic h]

loving it. everyone needs the myself to which we can cry in griefs and triumph in victory.

[Tavionna]

Thank you, I know a Myself is really something awsome =)

[Andrew (MJ) Nugteren]

We all someone in us who are like that.
I love it 100/100.

[Tavionna]

Thank you, you are so nice

[Andrew (MJ) Nugteren]

no problem and people tell me