My Reflection

There's this girl
Staring back at me.
From what my eyes see,
She is strong.

But in her soul...
Is that despair?
And in her heart...
Is that a tear?

She says she's
Done with wishing on stars,
That they only
Remind her of old scars.

So this girl
Isn't only what eyes see.
Someday you'll agree;
She's not so strong.

What's this girl's name?
Well, mine and hers,
They're the same.

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