THE GIRL IN THE MIRROR..

Through the walls..
And past the mirrors..

Stands a girl..

Who is strong..

With her eyes filled with fire..

Her soul is weak..

But they would never know...

Detailed with passion..

A definition of her heart..

Words filled with regret..

Her dream to write pieces of no meaning.. 

Nothing they could understand..

How do I explain..

Write of happiness..

When all my stories are sad...

So hard to tell ..

My expression ..

My speech stuttering..

My hands shaky.. 

My heart beating fast..

Loosing sleep from stress..

I want to give it up ..

Let go of the never existed..

Step up to the plate..

But how do you know me...

When you can not get me..

When you don’t know me..

When you cant figure me out...

Battling her everyday..

Beat her down..

Tell the girl in the mirror..

To never give up..

Reassure her it will be ok ..

So many burdens...

With makeup running down her face..

I tell her.. 

Tomorrow is another day.. 

Tomorrow will be better..

Tomorrow I can start over..

Like all the other days...