Saturday, March 3, 2012

Just not right.

Mirror, Mirror
why do you torture me so?
Figure and eyes
Each little hair upon the flesh.
Eyebrows and nose
Eyelids and their colors
Lashes and their length.

Who are you,
Mirror being?
Why do you remind me so
Of the me I used to be

Need something different
Something not so like
The one he shoved
The neck he wrapped his fingers around
Every bit of flesh he touched
Wants to change.

Can't stand being the same.
Can't be. Am not.
Hair needs shorter
Hair needs colors.
Never again will you remind me


Who are you,
Mirror being?
Why do you remind me so
Of the me I used to be

Mirror, Mirror,
Why do you torture me so?
Remind me
Me reminds me
Reminds me of him
Who are you?

Who am I?
Who is this standing so alike to me?
This beautiful being
This being I envy
What is inside of her?

Reflection
This is me
But no, it's you.
This me has to look
Just like you.


Who are you,
Mirror being?
Why do you remind me so
Of the me I used to be

Can't be anything like
The me I used to be
Anything but.

Because everything inside
Changes
Everything outside must change,
Or it doesn't look right
Never looks right.


Who are you,
Mirror being?
Why do you remind me so
Of the me I used to be...

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