My Mute Mirror

March 9, 2010
By Anonymous

I gaze longingly at my reflection
Eyes lifeless, staring blankly
Waiting for it to say something

Generally I abuse the person in the mirror
But really, I want is answers
I don’t know where to look

And I’ve always thought that anyone who talks to themselves
Cannot be in their right mind
But then, how different is speaking in your head

Whether or not it’s sane, I do
Sometimes I yell
Unstitch your mouth, mute!

How should I fix me, I ask pleadingly
I wonder, was I broken
Or have I never been whole?

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