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Who I Really Was

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I peered into the mirror
up against my wall
At the perfect face of mine
which had no flaws at all

My hair fell gently on my shoulders
and reflected a dazzling shine
Certainly it was more beautiful than the others
And I was honored that beauty was mine

But my face seemed a bit different that morning
And I studied myself once again
My eyes were faded into a ghoulish grey
Where the intriguing hazel had been

My hair was a scattered, tangled mess
Each end split hopelessly in two
I shook my head at the disappointing reflection
And denied that this was true

But my skin got paler and my lips cracked
the plasticity of my skin faded away
I begged and pleaded for my beauty to return
forever I longed for it to stay

My reflection returned my stare with a grimace
With eyes bleeding fiery red
I shut my eyes to escape the nightmare
But the image captivated me instead

my eyes painfully opened to the girl in front me
tears burned my flesh because
The girl in the mirror was showing me
Who I really was.




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