Reflectioned Girl

I looks into the window,
I stare at what reflects back.
I see through the girl in the window,
and realize just how fake she is.

She puts too much effort into her hair,
and wears plenty too much makeup,
Her hair is straight as a board,
but it was obvious she made it that way.

She's attempting to show off what breasts she has,
But fails to do so in a modest fashion.
Her clothes are too expensive,
and it's easy to see how hard she tries.

It's not just physcial traits that i see,
I can see what dwells inside of her.
When I search within her there's alot I find.
This is a girl of many regrets.

She is a girl of much sorrow,
and burried in decisions.
This girl tries to live in the moment,
but is far too catious and regretful to do so.

She is lonely and alone and chooses to be so,
She can't open up to the world, she keeps bottled up inside,
The people that keep her alive are people she cares most for.
She cares more about them than herself.

She has trouble hanging on the relationships,
and she hasn't been in one for a while.
She's had a few heartbreaks and has great difficulty getting over them.
She has trouble letting go and saying goodbye.

She has a temper, and it is easilly set off.
She over-reacts too much and needs to calm down.
She is trying to change, harder than before,
and to do so, she must first live and drown out all the sorrow
locked in the depthes of this girl, who is me.