{inspired by Woolfe's short story The Woman In The Mirror: A Reflection}
No one should have mirrors
Hanging casually upon their walls
Because mirrors refuse to lie,
And anything you say is reflected, reversed
I try my best not to look in the mirror
Because I know exactly what I'll see
I'll see that lonely girl sitting inside of me
Reflected by those blue-grey eyes
I'll see my light brown hair turn dark
And I'll see my cheeks turn wet with tears
I'll see my bright aura turn grey
And I'll see my muscles grow thin
I try not to look in the mirror
Because what I see inside of me
Is this Broken Girl, too tired to bear
the continuing weight on her shoulders
I can see her in the reflection
Shoulders shaking, lost in her own darkness
She screams in pain and begs to be set free
But I ignore her and smile as best I can
She knocks against the solid, bullet-proof wall
I have put up between me and her
Her sadness grows more and more,
As she pounds against the glass
Wailing and crying and nearly drowned
She continues to stare at me through the mirror
Begging me to see the truth, accept it all
Pleading to be set free
But I can't bear it just now
I can't let my own tears fall
So I shove the wall against her once more
And hope that someday she will be silent
I tack a blanket in front of the mirror
So I will not see the broken pain inside my eyes
And I smash every glass in the house
Trying my best to stay calm inside
People should not leave mirrors
Hanging casually upon their walls
To reflect your deepest fears, desires, tears
The things you don't wish to let fall.
