Poetry

WARNING

Mirror Child

Who is she?
Hiding in my mirror!
It used to be me
Standing in the mirror
But now I’ve gone
From inside mirror
I’ve been replaced!

She’s so fat!
I never used to be…
Her eyes are surrounded, black!
Mine never used to be…
Her skin is so pale!
Mine never used to be…
She finds it hard to inhale!
I could always breathe…
She’s covered in scars!
I never used to be…
I don’t know who you are…
Girl in the mirror!
But come back with my reflection
I miss who I used to see…
Who I used to be….
© REBEKAH SMITH November 2002.


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