I look in the mirror.

I look in the mirror every morning,

and silently,

to myself,

I point out my flaws.

 

I look in the mirror every morning,

and I wish to be,

who I really am.

 

I look in the mirror every morning,

just to see,

who everyone will see,

today.

 

I look in the mirror every morning.

I ask myself why I can't be me.

Then I remember,

The me that I am,

And the me that is me,

Are two different people.

 

I look in the mirror every morning,

and I see what is not truly me.

I see my face, my body,

my eyes, nose, me.

 

I look in the mirror every morning,

and the face staring back at me,

is just a cover up.

A lie to please these strangers.

 

They look at me everyday,

and see a fragmented girl.

She's scared of the world,

and what they might think.

 

They look at me everyday,

and I hide myself, 

to protect myself,

and I put the real me on the shelf.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Um. I don't know what to say about this one. I guess I'm telling you how I have two sides. One being the real me, and the other being the one everyone else sees. Only select people see the real me, and I guess the real me does come out in most of my poetry. Well, the poetry you haven't seen.

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