Girl in the Mirror: My Reflection

Every time I look at my mirror,

I saw her crying.

I saw her laughing.

I heard her screams.

I can feel what she feels.

Now, I’m alone, screaming, but no one hears me.

I laugh, but everyone thinks I’m crazy.

I cry, but they are just looking at me.

I felt the coldness around.

By looking at the girl in the mirror.

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