Reflections

I’ve turned into a ghost of who I once used to be.

I can’t even bring my self to look into the mirror.

When I do, all I see is an image of a girl.

It is not me. It is a girl with a perfect life.

One I had always dreamed to have.

Those who knew me, bone by bone,

Knew my worst enemy. Myself.

They know my worst fear.

Giving up in life and unhappiness.

But now both of those have come true.

The reflections of the mirror are gone...

The reflections of the mind have taken over...