Look in the mirror

I stare into a mirror,

Not recognizing the girl I see,

It takes me a while,

To realize that girl is me.

This girl is a liar,

She is a cheat and a dissever,

But she has a pretty smile,

So everyone always believes her.

This girl is closed off,

She is emotionally and physically scarred,

She tries to run away from her demons,

But she never gets very far.

This girl is a survivor,

She knows the true meaning of pain,

This girl is strong,

And a master at playing life’s game.

She refuses to break,

She refuses to bend,

She challenges light and darkness,

And this will lead to her end.

But this girl is also kind,

For she never wants anyone to experience what she has,

For those unforgiving experiences,

Nearly drove her mad.

I stare into the next mirror,

And see the girl I used to be,

She was small and joyful,

And filled to the brim with glee.

She had known hardship,

But it never got in her way,

Because all the good in her life,

Made up for it at the end of the day.

She never frowned,

And she never lied,

She had a bright light inside of her,

But that light eventually died.

I reached out and touched the mirror,

And it immediately began to shatter

And I listened as my old life,

Hit the ground with a clatter.