Here I am Standing still, glaring at my own reflection in the mirror Confusion seems to be crawling all over my veins Causing my body to tremble harshly As I manage to shift my palms, covering a darkening bruise on the left cheek of mine At this point, nobody could've ever held it for any longer ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Mirror, mirror on the wall... Can you tell what part of me is missing?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Is what I asked in a vibrant, melancholy tone, as I shed my teardrops unto the floor Not getting any response, I finally leaned back against the wall Staring blankly at the cracked windowpane Imagining why I feel such incompleteness If only anyone could hear my stored thoughts It'd have been easier to be understood But whatever that's still not there yet to complete it Will always be awaited to come No matter how bitter or sweet it possibly can be I will always keep a keen eye To finally grasp it To fill up This blank space of mine...
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