I smile at the mirror and scream at the glass,

The reflection staring back, an unfeeling mass.

But in the mirror, I see what I want to see,

The person I wish I could forever be.


I smile at the mirror, it's my constant friend,

A reassuring presence, on whom I can depend.

It reflects my joys, my laughter, and my pain,

But it can hide the truth, never to be seen again.


I scream at the glass, it's my enemy,

It...