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 shows me everything that I don't want to see.

The flaws and imperfections that I try to hide,

Are all staring back at me, no matter how hard I’ve tried.


But despite its cruelty, I can't help but hope,

That someone else will see me, and help me climb the rope.

That someone will love me, flaws and all,

And that I won't feel as if I’m, forever destined to fall.


So I'll continue to smile at the mirror, and scream at the glass,

Until the day that someone else sees me, and all the plastic cracks.

For in me lies the beauty that the mirror can’t show,

A warmth and endless love that only my heart can know.

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