Mirror Image

I sit here, looking at myself in the mirror and I cant except whats staring back at me. I see a girl afraid to be herself. Afraid to be anything in fear of rejection. In fear of being alone. Fear of misconception and being misunderstood. All out of fear. Given herself 14 years to figure out who she is. if its taken this long to figure out some sense, any thing that would make sense to her life, then how long will it take to find the answer? The world is too big for her to conquor. She hides behind her own shadows just to protect herself from pain but always ends up getting hurt anyways. She finds herself wishing for something else but what isnt quite sure what she wants. She does know that she is dethly concerned with her image to the point where she'd do anything to improve it. Theres always a constant reminder that shes not good enough for the outside world. She sees life as a pathetic human food chain thats only based on impressing other people to even get anywhre in life. Its true. Like a flower, she'll never be pretty enough, she will never last forever, her petals will never be silky enough, and she ends up dieing and getting thrown away or left out on a hard surface to wilt. So maybe i'm just afraid of myself. Afriad of how to feel. But I am the girl in the mirror. Atleast i'm not afraid to admit that.

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