The Girl Inside The Mirror

It’s been said I look like you.

Did you hear the story of the

Girl inside the mirror?

I wasn’t told until much later.

I wasn’t told until after I fell in love.

 

You can look inside of me,

And take me as I am.

Yet to everyone’s peering eyes,

I am you. But that isn’t true.

 

Yet we act like two halves of a whole.

We move in the same way,

We talk in matching speech,

And we dress to be a perfect pair.

 

Do you know who I am?

“You are my girl,” You would say.

But to everyone else,

 I’m just the girl in the mirror.

Will you break me, so that I may be free?

 

No? Okay.

I’ll break in that case.

In little pieces, I’ll scatter myself onto the floor.

Be careful you don’t step on these shards,

I don’t want to cut you.

 

Who will clean this mess?

Certainly not I.

How can I, when I’m just the girl in the mirror?

I’m perfect.

I’m everything you desire when you look inside of me.

 

What shall I do with these pieces, you ask?

Try to put me back together.

Maybe I’ll reflect differently.

He would still love me, if that were the truth.

I have lied.

 

I shouldn’t break the mirror.

Just leave me inside.

Those pieces?

Put them back the way they were before.

If someone asks, I’m the girl inside the mirror.

 

 

Author's Note

I don't know how I feel about this poem yet. Suggestions and opinions would be helpful and appreciated.

Reviews

[emipoemi]

After reading this my first reaction is how does this not have a single review in the amount of time it has been on here! This is profound! Powerful! The type of poem that needs to be read a few times in order to discover all the wonders of its message/narrative (at first read, I believe I got the gist, but I'll have to read it again in hope of a better understanding). It flows well, and that's an important aspect, the imagery is vivid and strong. I can see how you don't know how you feel about it, for something did strike me as off and weird about it, but it's possibly that kind of je-ne-sais-quoi that in the end is beneficial to the poem; a kind of mystery and mysticity that leaves readers with a sense of "whoa" in the end. For this is overall a gem! Well done!