The Girl in the Mirror

Whenever I look in the mirror, this certain girl always show up in front of me. A girl who shows the opposite of what I am showing. A girl who oppose the things that I am doing. A girl whom I think is more real than I am who is faking.

Whenever I smile at her, she shows me how sad she is. Whenever I laugh, she tears up. Whenever I say than I'm fine, she always say that she isn't. Whenever I say that I'm okay, she always say that she's hurting.

Whenever I stand up in front of her with confidence in my eyes, I always see fear in her's. Whenever I act brave, she acts cowardly. Whenever I act strong, she always show up broken.

It's always like that. Whenever I show up all good and is still fighting, she shows me a girl who's near in giving up. Whenever I act cold, she always act soft and is near to breaking into tiny pieces. Whenever I act courageously, she always show me those pairs of eyes who looks tired of trying, of fighting, of waiting, of loving.

The girl in the mirror shows the miserable and fragile me that I only know. A very vulnerable person that is near to breaking. A very broken person who hides behind her stupid smiles. A very tired person that fakes her every try. A very pathetic girl who shows the world that she's fine but is breaking inside. A girl who's very afraid but act as if she's brave enough. A girl who cried a bucket of tears but still tries her best to pick up herself and stands up again. A girl that is so much honest about who she is. A girl... who will never be me. For that girl is far from my reality.