A death cab waits at my front door.
I can't ignore it.
Why has it come to me?
I know that answer.
Yet i cant face it.
I look out my window at it,
half pretending that I'm someone else
So that it might go away.
no such luck.
It waits for me with a devious smile.
The one you'd see on the face of a villain right before you fall into his trap.
It scares me.
I've been here before.
So close that i can feel the fear of my friends watching me get into the cab.
The Death Cab.
So close that i can hear my mother and father screaming my name, screaming for me to come back in the house.
But I'm selfish, and i choose not to listen to them.
So close that my sister forgets why she said she hated me minutes ago.
So close..
I look into the mirror.
Who is the girl staring back?
The girl who resembles a stone statue.
This girl,
so different from everyone else.
So pure and innocent,
So full of guilt and pain.
It hurts me to see this girl.
I know who she is.
The girl of my reflection,
The one who finds pain.
The one who's fear drives her away.
That death cab...
outside waiting for me to join it.
An afterlife made better by the judgment of a knife.
carrying the whispers of my peers,
I crumble.
Alone in my room, staring at the reflection in the mirror..
It would be so easy.
The girl that wears the mask
eggs me on.
The angel of my conscience tells me no.
The cab rambles on, smiling.
Thinking he has overpowered my angel.
I stare harder into the mirror.
The girl that once was covered in hard stone sheds a tear.
