I once saw a boy
From across the room
His skin was pale
His eyes were blue

He sat in the silence
So that he could hear
The patters of rain
Perfectly clear

He dared not move
For fear that he might
Interrupt the rain
Or disturb the night

He had a sweet face
His eyes were kind
His manner showed passion
And he had a clear mind

It was then that I thought
Of how we hide in our heads
And what it is that we think
When nothing gets said

And our thoughts never seem
To wander too far
When we sit in the silence
And just be who we are

But I saw him again
When a few days had gone by
And that sweet boy was gone
Replaced with a lie

And this lie walked around
With his chest puffed out
When his friends would yell
He began to shout

He loomed like a shadow
They sit and he sat
Not his own self
But a made up copy-cat

This was not the boy
I saw just nights ago
Who listened to the rain
And kept his voice low

He laughed when they laughed
And I wanted to know why
But then there was a wail
A girl had started to cry

The others called her ugly
She could do nothing at all
And you could see it on her face
As it started to fall

This isn’t the first time
She’s believed their lies
You can tell by the pain
That hides in her eyes

Her irises hold the glass
That she thought she shattered
From looking in the mirror-
Her pride in tatters

Of course this wasn’t true
She had beauty deep within
The problem was that she wore
Their words upon her skin

Somewhere we’ve lost ourselves
Within the cracks of the sky
And climbed into another person
To create ourselves a lie

I know of your scars
For I bear the same
I know of your anguish
Because I have felt your pain

Let me be your mirror
And put your pride to the test
I will tear down your doors
And your walls will come next

Crack open my skin
And look into me-
I am but a reflection
Of the broken soul you must be

But there are greater things
That we do not understand-
The real words we fear?
“I love who I am.”