My Mirror

I look in the mirror
Though I do not recognize the reflection
All I see are scars and marks
A body of imperfections

I look close at my face
Not what I used to be
Ever since you left my life
I have been wasting slowly

I look in the mirror
It's not me who I see
Who is that broken down girl
Staring back at me?

I sweetly smile at the picture
That I see in front of me
But instead, I see the girl
Frowning back at me

I start laughing at the image
Hoping that it mimics me
But I want to be that girl
That is crying uncontrollably

For at least she isn't a fake
She doesn't smile when she wants to cry
She doesn't hide with laughter
All the feelings of wanting to die

She is me in the inside
She is what you would call real
For she is the image of my soul
She is the meaning of how I feel

You left with my heart
All you left me was my soul
But one without the other
Can never make me whole

So I sit in front of the mirror
And I break down to cry
This time the mirror mimics me
She knows that I don't lie

The pain that I feel
Is the pain I see in her eyes
The tears that fall down her face
Are as many as the ones I've cried

Finally I look in the mirror
And I recognize who I am
I am that heartbroken girl
That is reaching out for my hand

© Melissa Perez
February 11, 2006