Reflections

My Reflection

My Reflection

There’s no need to tell me,

Trust me, I know.

I’m nothing special,

Just another body taking up space.

I see it everyday,

When I look in the mirror.

But what I see,

You can’t imagine.

My reflection stares back at me,

And what do I see?

Misery and amusement.

Sorrow and delight.

Exhaustion and liveliness.

Total opposites, I know.

But that’s the reality I live in.

I’m one thing on the outside and another on the in.

On stormy nights,

When I can’t sleep,

I stare at the clock,

And it reads 1:34

I never realized it,

But the rain,

It’s pouring down everything,

All of the tears I’m too afraid to cry.

But if the sky can do it,

Why can’t I?

Then I wonder,

Will I ever be bigger than this?

Will I ever be able to speak?

Will I ever know who I really am?

Or will I be trapped in this bubble forever?

But until the rain can answer those questions,

I’ll just wait.

I’ll stare at my reflection in the mirror,

Until I can tell you who I am and where I want to go.

I’ll figure out a way to speak,

I won’t be afraid.

And maybe for once,

Just once,

I’ll actually be able to feel again.