My MirrorA Poem by Courtney Taylor My Mirror Who is the person looking back at me? Her soft hazel eyes now tinged with tears Is this who I want to be? This stranger looking back at me? The girl filled with fears? She taunts me, my reflection She carries the same looks as I The make-up covered complexion The fake, popular affection The dead hair straightened to perfection And you can tell she wants to cry But it’s hidden under all the lies However, she doesn’t carry the worries I do The stress that leaves me depressed The days I have to muddle through And the emotional pains that infest She doesn’t need to worry about those things Because she’s only my reflection My vision is clearer My goals are nearer However I
still hold envy Over my mirror © 2012 Courtney TaylorReviews
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Added on April 15, 2012Last Updated on April 15, 2012 Author
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