Dissapointments

Sometimes I look into a mirror and the other side stares

As if it wished it’s reflection was not there

And I can see in the eye’s many dreams

But these disappointments remove from the eye’s gleam

Because my life is not what every one see’s

And I am forced to conform to what I am wanted to be.

I am disappointed be friends, disappointed by him.

With an eagerness to please I am disappointed from within.

I am disappointed by my family they always get me down.

But I realize the family makes me round

And so does everything in this life; the pain, grief, sorrow and endless strife.

Disappointments take the spoilt away from me

And helps me appreciate other opportunities

There will be many doors slammed before the right one is opened

The disappointments are only those closed doors which God does not intend us to enter, anyway.

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