The Mirror

by Tasha   Feb 17, 2006


Once again looking in the mirror the dread full
reflection staring back at you. Doing everything
you do ever move you make. You close your
eyes and open them again to have yourself
standing right infront of you. She wants to
make you happy. But you push her away
everytime she tries. You fight with her
with every ounce of your strength. You
want to be happy but your body tells you
no your suppose to be unhappy and sad.
You start to cry wanting and longing to
be happy. But its a forbidden dream.

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