Trampoline

rightyo this is a poem I wrote a while ago (bout 3 years). anyway i found it the other day and I thought i would share it with you :D. neway its kinda bit bout my life but could relate to a lot of people. um... yesh well here goes (by the way i cant actually write poems its more just like a mini story thingo)

A girl, broken, sobbing
Crippled with the pain
She feels in her heart
Look into her painted, powdered eyes
And all you see is a mask keeping people out
Dig deeper and the pains, hurts
Wounds of the past fill her eyes.

Flashback
A young girl, pigtails, a yellow dress
Bouncing on the trampoline
Her eyes are clear, reflecting
Her joy in life, the hope she has for her future
The love she gives freely

What happened to that little girl?
Each hurt she recieved added a brick around her heart
And a veil to her eyes
Her dreams were dashed
Her innocence lost
Her love forsaken
Is there any hope or is this all there is?

She despairs at her image
She cannot see the beauty that is there
She looks in the mirrow and sees a clown
Belonging to a freakshow
Not the flower that she is to be
She has been called 'stupid', 'ugly' for so long
That she believes that is who she is

However deep within there is
A voice telling her that she is not
The face that others judge
That her face does not reflect who she really is
And although she has been broken
She is beautiful and worthy and beyond value

For many years she stumbled, struggling
Between the voice of her past and the voice in her heart
Until one day she could stand up straight
Unveil her masked eyes
And know without a doubt
That she is the King's daughter
And she is beautiful no matter what

And that face?
To some it may not have changed
But if you looked it would not be hard
To notice how that once broken face
Holds the same shining light, and
The pure joy as the small child jumping freely on the trampoline.

So neway hope you enjoyed :p and remember that you are SO PRECIOUS!!xxbeck