my first post.. might as well do what i'm good at... poetry. we all make our own truths sometimes we have to deal with misplaced reality, sometime we dont want to hear the words being said. are you still angry, cuz i can't see the line's of hope drawn in yer face. are you still angry, cuz i can't see the line's of hope drawn in yer face. A Reflection of Me ------------------ fall down, dont get up, best place for you to be a lost child, do i scare you?a reflection of me growing inside u, i am dead inside, i bet you know how that feels, what was taken from us was nothing, what was taken from us was something,lacerated sky,what was taken from us was hope, we continue our lives and try to forget, i see you ina mirror every morning, apiece of my soul, a part of my past, a reflection of me, do u see the same thing too? -end this bridge, this dream this music, this scene only one thing missing it seems, hold it tight as it fades in my hands, keep moving ,keep booting, i c