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Denial
Looking in the mirror, I see someone staring back,
She is the whole image of everything I lack,
And though I recognise her, I don't know what she wants,
Just looking back at me, her very image haunts,
Her lips curl and smile, where I wear mine as a frown,
I sit in a grey shirt, where she wears a small silk gown,
She's the very image of innocence, a child sweet and pure,
I can only be myself now, I can't be anymore,
And though the people want it, I cannot change a thing,
It's like wearing a full mask, throughout everything,
Throughout this life, a fake, disguised as a woman bold,
When all I really wanted, was an image I could hold,
Looking at this figure, I see no doubt or shame,
I wish I was as pure as her, though denial is my name,
Those eyes full of laughter, mine full of misery,
She can't be a reflection, at least not of me.
