Looking at the mirror hoping to see my reflection
Instead it feels like glass, transparent and invisible.
I raise my hand in the hopes of seeing movement
Gliding over the cold panel in front of me
I ball my fist to smash through in the hopes of seeing red,
broken and shattered I am screaming for help.
Nobody hears me
I see you passing me by,
hoping to hear your words of concern.
Nobody sees me
I yell out to you,
hoping you can fix me.
But I can no longer see the light.
My body is deserted
My soul is lost.
Looking at the mirror hoping to see my reflection.
Instead it feels like glass, transparent and invisible.
I open my eyes to see clearly,
I can no longer hide in the shadows
I must look at my reflection
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