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[spally]

will daylight ever shine upon this lost soul.
the everlasting night behind thses eyes
only seems to darken, with only one qustion to mind.
who have i become?
with a name i become either saint or sinner.
so who i've become just a reflection of what people want to see.
to see a smiling face, with light to warm ones cold heart.
a teary fradgile soul that needs to be held and shelterd from the pain.
none of these are who i am.....or have i lost identity of myself.
laughter and joy only come to surface,
only when i have to be the one to bring joy.
teary and fridgile are for them to feel strong.
so this is who i have become,
a hollow craven for others needs.
daylight has forever set upon this soul,
devoured by the darkness in these eyes.

[genoveva]

You are dealing with some difficult themes that aren't necessarily easily worked into a poem. As you revise, consider eliminating some of the prepositions in your piece. I am not one to advocate much capitalization in poetry, but in this case, I would suggest incorporating some. Also, double check your punctuation. I like the last line!