The looking glass,
Projecting dreams.
Not everything,
Is what it seems.
A smile will fade,
A frown appears.
Happiness gone,
Left with fears.
Just by looking,
Fey turns beast.
Legends are real,
West is East.
A lie is truth,
Love becomes hate.
Nothing makes sense,
In this state.
The looking glass,
Showing the unseen.
The dirt of it all,
Is suddenly clean.
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Emotional Amnesia
PuisiSometimes when I say "I'm okay", I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight and say, "I know you're not". I have felt like this many times in my life; as a kid, teenager and as an adult. I have seen many things in my life and felt even more...
