Have you ever looked into the mirror and scared yourself with the sight?
Not because you looked bad but because what you saw was a lie?
You knew that the image in the glass was false,
someone the world would never know
but who you faced every day.
The world sees a pretty girl with long, beautiful hair and a delicate body.
You see an ugly and awful human being who hurts those around her.
The image stares at you, so deeply that it cuts into your soul.
And soon you realize the truth as you have never seen it before...
The girls hates life for the things she has seen and experienced.
She doesn't know how to feel anything but hate.
She has been in jail and moved from foster home to foster home.
She has slept in shelters and group homes.
She drinks away all of life's troubles until the pain dulls,
hoping the mix of alcohol and drugs will numb the pain of all around and within her.
She has a child somewhere in the world who she will never know.
Yes, this is the girl who looks at you through the glass.
As you look deeper into her soul,
you see the world has made her an adult.
She has two jobs and isn't out of high school yet.
She lives on her own and struggles to make ends meet.
The teenager by age, adult by life has no one to share her troubles with.
No one to wipe what tears may fall.
Her life is a lie to which no one will ever know the truth.
She hates every moment of it as others covet it and fall to sleep wishing they could be her.
You stand there staring, not sure what to do: cry, scream, ask for help.
How could you see something so different from what is staring at you through the glass?
How can you see what lies beneath?
You stand there looking at the brightness on the outside yet seeing the darkness within.
And you wonder,
Does anyone else feel like this when looking in their mirror?