Small mirror- my only friend,
Only you see past all of this pretend.
Cheap chap stick- the only thing that's ever touched my lips.
Only you feel the forced muscles, tugged at tips.
Empty eyes- my only betrayal.
You slip out unwanted emotions that can tell my sad tale.
Shaky hands- you sadden me most.
You show me my weak side, the emotion I've tried to bury the most.
Fake smile- you always remain,
Laying on my face, no spark, just plain.
Small mirror- my old friend,
Please give me the strength,
to do it again...
