I see her staring at me
And she looks at me with a blank expression
I want to be her, I want to be her
I see her staring at me
And she looks at me, eyes wide open
I want to be her, I want to be her
She smiles and gives me a nod
I gulp and look away
Why can't I act like her, why can't I?
I smile and give her a nod
She just stares and looks away coolly
Why can't I act like her, why can't I?
She raises her eyebrows and walks away
I almost call out to her but don't
why doesn't she like me, why doesn't she?
I raise my eyebrows and feel too intimidated-
I walk away slowly while she just stands there smirking
Why doesn't she like me, why doesn't she like me?
And after walking a few steps further
I turn around and see her there
And after deciding to move on,
I feel her presence still and turn around,
Only to find her there
She has that smirk on her face
She has a frown on hers
She walks towards me
She walks towards me
Slowly,
Deliberately,
SUREly,
CONFIDENTLy,
SMASH!!!!
The glass mirror shatters into a million pieces,
And I see her there no more.
This is my first try at a new-style poem. It's basically about a girl, who's looking into a mirror and interpreting her own self in two different ways. No, its not two different girls.
And after a lot of doubt and self-consciousness and self-hatred, she finally decides to smash the mirror, but gains nothing from it.
Pretty sad, actually.