The girl in the mirror

I look in the mirror
To see a girl staring back
She’s crying like me
And hugging her cat
Her make up is smeared
Her face is bright red
Her hairs all messed up
She’d love to be dead
Her tears go down
In to a puddle
Her body is shaking
Her feelings are muddled
Years of teasing
Have gone by
Years of torture
All she can do is cry
She remembers
Walking into the room
And meeting the girl
Who started the doom