In My Mind

In my mind 

You'll find an interesting group of things 

A trail of broken promises leading to a river of tears never shed

A storm of frustration

A dark deep casm, the bottom being where my self-esteem 

A forgotten self worth, lying on the ground like a dirty forgotten penny

Just like the day I left it there

A mirror with a list of imperfections written in sharpie

Come along, there's more to see.

A broken train of dreams with broken rusty tracks leading to a tunnel

At the end you'll find a wall.

Old

Unmoving

Sturdy

On it written in sloppy child's handwriting and neat swirly sloppy writing you shall see

Questions some faded some strong 

But one 

One stands out among the rest

Carved into the wall

The ground underneath wet with a puddle of tears that grows with each visit 

'Why try when I'll never be as good as her?'