My Reflection

I stare at my reflection
Slowly searching my eyes
People say I'm pretty
But my smile's a disguise

I'm looking in my own eyes
Seeing my true self
But when I paint on that smile
I become somebody else

When that smile is there
I'm confident and carefree
But when I finally break
I see the real me

With dark, sorrowful eyes
I stare at my reflection
Only seeing a broken girl
Filled with rage and dejection

How can people say I'm happy?
If they'd look in my eyes
They'd see that this 'happiness'
Is just a pretense disguise

I paint on that smile
Trying to see perfection
But all I can see
Is my broken reflection...

-Copyright-Amber Palmer