Mirror

I walk to the mirror with tears in my eyes, but I don't know the person I see. I don't know what or who I am, but I know that's not me. Who's the stranger in my mirror? Whose reflection is haunting me? I see a lonely boy who cannot stand himself. The hate in this boys eyes is overwhelming, all he has is gone or leaving. Everyone is going out of his life. He's so sad. I want to help him, but I can't reach within the mirror. I can only be tortured by his presence. I stare at his eyes deep into his eyes. I move my hands to the sides of the mirror and I throw it against the wall and watch it fall to pieces. That boy. That boy was me.