Last night, I woke up uneasy and upset.
I turned the lights on to ponder a bit.
Instinctively, I glanced at myself in the mirror,
Then I started to cry to fight off my fears.
Honestly, I hated what I saw; what I was seeing.
My reflection, to me, is nothing but disturbing.
I have changed so much in an instant,
Without anyone noticing that I am now different.
I hide my worries behind all my smiles.
My joyful disposition seemed to to work out nicely.
I keep all my fears in the deepest part of me,
To feel numb and forget temporarily.
Hey little girl, Do you agree with a great pretender?
If you are not, then why stay as you are?
It bothers me that we look so alike in the outside,
And do not even recognize each other in the inside.
When is this misery going to end, April?
Please, please wish for it to happen as soon as possible.
Do not fret, my dear, no human can judge you for being you,
For no one but you has the hold to your own point of view.
