the girl in the mirror -im looking at the girl in the mirror - who will i see?i cry.she is in such a sad state one can only take to pitying her.she turns her hands to me, and i see the scars.pity? or maybe attention? or perhaps love is all she wants?i dont know.i am scared. i run.im looking at the girl in the mirror - who will i see?i walk towards the mirror with caution this time. she is still there. she tries to speak.the words get caught in her throat.a lone, solitary tear rolls down her pale cheek.her hand reaches out to wipe it away.the scars run deeper this time.again i am scared. i run.im looking at the girl in the mirror - who will i see?i muster the courage to look her in the eye.i see sadness, bleakness, the eyes of someone who has lost it all.the emotion overwhelms me.i cant help it. her pain and brokeness drowns me.my hands are trembling.i am still scared. once again, i run.im looking at the girl in the mirror - who will i see?what did she do?she stands there alone.im getting used to it. i tell myself im not afraid.i look up and face her. but wait, though she stands as a lone silhouette, there's a look of dignity on her face.i wonder, was this the same girl as before?or maybe this is an illusion.i back off. she reaches out to me, but before she can, i run.im looking at the girl in the mirror - who will i see?im sure this is a different person now.she reaches out to me with clean hands. the scars are gone.her pale lips turn to a half-hearted smile. they break into a broader grin.the once sad eyes are now highlighted by an aura of peace bodered with hope.skeptical, i reach out this time.copying my actions, she reaches back.our palms meet.im looking at the girl in the mirror - who will i see?my best friend and greatest enemy.myself.-----------------------------------------------------------------------muahahhahas. nice? when you think you've reached the end. think again. look at the mirror. who do you see? you have the power to control yourself. dont entertain such morbid thoughts. sure, life sucks sometimes. but hey, its not perfect ya? try to re-think whatever you're in. talk to someone. go kick a pillow. get the load off your shoulders. i cant say my life's all that great either, but whatever you do, dont quit. met a dead-end? its not too late to u-turn :)) sounds cliche ya? but dont worry, you'll see.*dawn. p.s. dont whack me if this post is like, rly long >.<
& all along, its only what I thought.
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