Mirror

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I looked in the mirror
And the girl staring back
Wasn’t me

I bite my lip
Because the girl in the mirror
Isn’t me

They ask me why I look different 
But I don’t know what to say
Because the girl in the mirror
Isn’t me

I don’t know who I am
I don’t know why I’m here
I don’t understand anything
Because the girl in the mirror
Isn’t me

I want to scream
Laugh and dance
Cry and moan
But I lay here confused
The girl in the mirror isn’t me

As I progress
I realize I’m a mess
I want to jump up and shout
I want to tell them all
“The girl in the mirror
Isn’t me!”

I don’t know who she is
She smiles sweetly
Her dress is like a rose
Her hair is gold and her eyes are diamonds
Her skin is fair and soft
But that’s not me

My smile is rough
My dress has been painted with dirt
My hair is dirty and brown
My eyes are a cold gray
My skin is always chapped
That girl isn’t me

When I look in the mirror
I see a gorgeous girl
But that can’t be me

They all laugh
When I tell them I can’t see myself
If only they knew what I really meant

Now I open my eyes
And look in the dreaded mirror
The girl in the mirror
Is really me

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