The Girl in the Mirror

For so long I used to believe

The girl in the mirror used to be me.

I look at her now, her face stained with tears,

Something is in her mind

Nightmares, worry and fears..

Her stressed out smile,

The way she bats her eyes

Crystal clear, drowned in tears

Her hazel eyes

She looks so scared, so out of place

I wonder what is wrong!

Why is she fighting not to cry?

I look at her face, she mumbles,“At least I tried.”

This can’t be me, she looks so alone

I see her push her hair off her face.

So ashamed, she looks disgraced

I see her smile, but I can’t tell what is behind it

Her memory is so clear, a story, but you’ll never find it.

She wants to collapse,

She no longer wants to breathe,

The monster I’ve become,

This can’t be me!

The tired eyes, that stare right back

She is dripping with misery

And depression dose loom

Oh! How her fake smile lights up the room

Her face lowered to the floor

She silently cried

Who am I now? The girl I despise?

What happened to her smile?

Why is it so fake?

I look into the mirror

She’s just about to break

And as she wipes the tears from her eyes, and turns off the light

Looks back one time, and whispers, “Goodbye!”

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Pooja Mukherjee is a bookworm who loves dance, drama, drawing and clings onto quotes like treasure. A Romantic to the core, real foodie and passionate movie buff. Currently Studying English in Shri Shikshayatan.