The other day I looked in the mirror
And saw a stranger staring back at me
The hair was unbrushed and thickly tangled
When your life dissolves hygeine is superficial
The eyes were wide but completely unfocused
Not from drugs, only from the illness
The skin was pale and almost transulent
A result of a complete lacking of nourishment
After all there might be poison in any food
The girl in the mirror hasn't eaten in days
Because the voices tell her she'll die anyways
Her focus bounces around the room searching
For the images no one else is able to see
Who is this girl I thought I knew
We've been out of touch for several years
So much has happened to her since then
The girl in the mirror is seventeen
But doesn't fit with my old dreams
Of who I'd be as a senior in high school
She has been in and out of too many institutions
Her arms bear scars from sedatives and restraints
She's deathly skinny but afraid to eat
She's only half grounded in her reality
Her clothes hang on her empty frame
She's wearing a overcoat in July
Her plans for the future include therapy
And college is not even a possibility
The other day I looked away from the mirror
Because the girl that I once knew
was no longer even there
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Comments
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wow..definatly a different take on the title...i like it...i like it when something is show to me, that i hadn't seen before- such as a new way to see the title.....my favorite lines are these:
"The girl in the mirror hasn't eaten in days
Because the voices tell her she'll die anyways"
amazing
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