I always wonder what people see when they look at me. I wonder what strangers think when they see, I wonder what my friends and family think when they see me. I wonder if they think that i look normal. I wonder if they see who I really am. If they just see me a normal kid. Or can they really see who I'am. Do they know who I really am,my real me. Can they see how I feel with one look at me or see they just i smiling kid.
When I look in the mirror I wonder if they see me as I see me. If they see me like I see me. If this is who i really am of am I someone else. Maybe I'am no that person maybe I'am different. Maybe not. When I look in the mirror I see myself how I really am. I see how I feel, how I think, who I love. In that mirror, that image that can say nothing I see my real me. This is who I'am, my past and my future. Can other people see me like this. Can they see my personality, my hopes and dreams. Can they see the real me?
No. Is the answer.
For a stranger I 'am just another face in the street. without personality without hopes and dreams. Just another human being.
For my family I'am just the girl they always will love. Even when I make mistakes. They think they really know me. that they know my hopes and dreams. But deep down inside they know that they probably only know what i want them to know what I want them to see. Because for your family you are perfect and you want nothing to blemish your reputation. Your hopes and dreams they know but not the other ugly thinks you see when you look in the mirror.
For my friends I'am me. The me they think they know. But again the ugly thinks are the thinks they don't see. it are the thinks you hide because you love in the same way you love your family. You are scared that if you tell about the demons they will let you go. They don't want to see you anymore. That they will run as fast as they can away from you. That you will ruin a friendship.
You hide yourself for the people you love because you are scared that you will lose them. But when you look deep inside you behind that mirror you know that they know you completly with all the demons. And behind that mirror you realise that maybe the demons aren't demons but just another aspect of you. That they make them who you are today. You wonder why can't I accepte them if all my loved ones have a accepted them.
This is the moment you realise that wathever flaws you have are Ok because they make you who your really are. Behind the mirror.