I’m a mirror
I copy what I see
So maybe I could find
Who I actually want to be
In a world where everyone seems to know
Who they are but me,
I reflect everything and everyone
Around me.
I change who I am,
Just for you to like me;
I try desperately to fit in
So you won’t criticize me.
I hide my personality
To avoid your laughter and mockery
I want to live a life of peace
So I need you to like me.
But the she that is me
Stares back at me
Hurt and empty
Pretending to be lovely
The she that is me
Won’t feel okay,
Pretending to like
How she acts every day.
The she that is me
Grapples with reality,
Wondering what is wrong
With my personality.
Now everyone can see
This mirror is cracked.
The she that is me
Can no longer mask.
Questions, Questions
So many questions
Are you okay?
What is okay?
Is it something you ask for you to feel better
Or something you ask for me not to feel this way?
At the end of the day,
I don’t know what to say
My mirror is shattered,
Now I need to find my own way.
I still pick up the pieces,
Broken though they are
The reflections from these shards
Are a new me altogether.
I look in this new mirror
A new person I begin to see,
A girl who struggles to know her name,
Fighting to be me.
A girl who fights everyday
so she can feel okay
I’m more than just a mirror
I’ll fight to find my way.

There are traits about me that I love
And there’s stuff that I actually hate
I love my body, mind and face
I hate my self pity and some of my ways.
I’ll take the ones I love,
I’ll throw the hate away,
I’l focus on what I think of myself,
And not any other way.
Everyone can be an actor
Putting on a mask
Only to discover later,
That it was just a cover.
I won’t be that mirror,
That shatters with fragility
Which is what you become
When you reflect anything easily.
So I’ve come to the conclusion
That I’m actually not a mirror.
I am my own person
So much more than a reflector.