mouseinmypocket

Biography

Born in the United States of A, lived overseas my whole life, and have taken on poetry as a side hobby. Hi everyone, welcome to my page! I'm 19 years old and have grown fond of poetry with all the words and messages you can portray in your poems. Apart from poetry I enjoy baking, drawing, and sports. My favorite sport to play is soccer and I've enjoyed it ever since 5th grade. Thanks for reading and please enjoy!

Image

My reflection doesn’t tell my story yet I still feel as though it defines me When I look, I see my flaws I see mistakes I see problems Looking at others I see so much beauty They have the perfect clothes Perfect hair Perfect face Perfect body Maybe it’s just a facade but it seems so real Pushed on me is the perfect image of what I should look like What I should appear as “You need to be slim” “You need to have a perfect smile” “You should wear this” “You should do this” So many things I’d like to change about myself because I want to be acceptable I want to fit into the mold I want to feel pretty I want to be looked at as something, someone valuable Imagination runs wild with possibilities if my image was just altered. Or changed. Completely. My nose looks weird- change that My eyes - change that My face - change that My arms My legs My chest My body Change that. Looking into the mirror I slowly see myself disappear. Where am I? I didn’t ask for this! With “fixing” myself, I became nothing, because I changed everything that made me, me. Looking at nothing, I see now that I was something. I was someone. Someone who laughed Someone who smiled Someone who danced Someone who cared Someone who held Someone who loved I want HER back Gazing up I see myself My hair all messy Tears running down my cheeks Nose all red My body slumped But it's me. Nothing changed, nothing less But seeing myself I see someone new I see someone who isn’t perfect But I see someone that is just as important and special as anyone else Someone who matters.

All poems are copyright of the originating author. Permission must be obtained before using or performing others' poems.

Blog entries by mouseinmypocket

The Man on the Hill (10/04/2025)

Repeat (30/11/2024)

To be loved or not to be (18/09/2024)

Image (11/09/2024)

Pain Relief (24/08/2024)

Eyes on Me (19/08/2024)

Blog link: https://www.writeoutloud.net/blogs/mouseinmypocket