Magazine, website & books written by teens since 1989

Through the Looking Glass

Through the looking glass
lie my most prized fantasies.
They taunt me from the other side,
blossoming without me.

Through the looking glass
I see the future I desire.
Things I will never acquire,
haunting me forever.

Through the looking glass,
I see myself, yet not me.
I am whole, not scarred,
untouched by the world.

Through the looking glass,
I am surrounded by love.
Not once am I lonely,
not once do I cry.

Through the looking glass,
I catch a glimpse of myself.
My values, life, dreams
all morphed into paradise.

Through the looking glass,
I see what will never be.
Every time I gaze through,
it's harder to look away.

Through the looking glass,
I walk in my best dreams.
Yet in reality,
I live by my nightmares.





Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback