Elizabeth Brawley Poetry

I have to say goodbye
To the girl I'll never be
For the only time I see her
Is in my fantasy!

She is slim and beautiful
A sight for all eyes
I wish I were her
It makes me want to cry!

I have to find away
To let her go for good
I will not look for her again
This is understood!

When I look in the mirror
All I want to see
Is myself looking back
Not my fantasy!

the end

Poet: elizabeth brawley