A.N This is a fic/poem were Luscious reflects on his life for a second and
wonders when you stare at a mirror is it showing the inner you or some well
made disguise? And Draco comes and asks him a few questions he's around 7
in this fic okay??? Or any age you want.
Tittle: Do Mirrors Lie?
When I look through my mirror
I see a broken child
He starts at me with his lost soulless eyes
I wonder why he stares at me that way
I have done nothing to him, that I can remember
Why does the boy stare so much?
He has no reason to frown
He looks like the type of kid everyone would want to hang around
Then why is he with me, this soulless child?
Doesn't he have friends?
Why does he look so lost
So much like myself
He would never show this side to anyone
Only to me
Don't I feel special now?
Controlling someone else's fate
He could tell me anything
But that would be weak
Wouldn't it?
It's weak to let anyone now anything even your self
Sometimes it's better to lie to your self
But that's the most powerful type of lie
When I was young I used to pretend
That I could fly
Childish as it may seem
If we look back long enough we all realize something
We are all children staring at our selves trying to decide
But not knowing what about
Sometimes I wish that things could have been different
But then I lie to my self as I stare into my mirror
No you are not like them you were never meant to be kind
To know love
For those are double emotions
That will kill you once they have all they want
I don't know if it's true
But all my life I have been told that it is
I turn back to my mirror back to the child he just stars at me never saying a word
Suddenly someone opens my door I turn to see who it is
My son is standing there dripping with sweat and tears in his innocent eyes
I turn back to my mirror just for a second
And see the child smile
Some of the life returning to its eyes
Then it's gone like a whisper to the wind
I turn to my son to see what is wrong
Then he starts crying his soft shamed tears
He tells me people do things to him that he doesn't like
That people keep hurting him
He apologizes for being weak
And not for being strong
But it hurts so much
He tells me
"I keep having nightmares and my reflection keeps staring at me
And telling so many lies
It says that I will die soon
That I am to thin
And then to fat
It says I should have died in the cradle
So I couldn't spread my lies
It keeps telling me things"
Says the broken hearted boy
"Daddy why can't it stop, am I going crazy?"
I stare at my son not knowing what to say
But I know my son he isnt crazy
Before I can answer he says in his gentle voice
"daddy, people say I'm evil that I don't have a soul
that if given the chouse I would kill them."
Is it true daddy am I evil would I do what they say?
Is it true when I grow up all I'll be is a slave?"
I stare at my son not sure what to say
Then I tell him gently
"My son look at the mirror tell me what you see."
He turns to look at me for a second then turns to the mirror
" I see death staring back at me daddy that's what I see."
I turn to my son my poor lonely son and say
"My little one, don't you see mirrors were made to make lies."
"Their reason for being is to bring you down into their soulless dreams."
My son stares at me now and says
" Then why do they talk to me?"
The mirror isn't talking my little fighter
It's your soul trying to make you like ice
So no one can hurt you
So no one can own you
So you can live your own life
Mirrors weren't made to show the truth just a reflection of what is
Mirrors tell lies my son that is how it is
My son stares at me and smiles
He says a simple "I love you" I know you'll always be there
I turn to my mirror the boy has a gentle smile once more
Mirrors tell lies
But all they're doing is reflecting the world that we create
AN okay every one the second chapter should be coming up soon but I don't now how. (Homework, tests, projects, hint, hint)
Please Review
Tittle: Do Mirrors Lie?
When I look through my mirror
I see a broken child
He starts at me with his lost soulless eyes
I wonder why he stares at me that way
I have done nothing to him, that I can remember
Why does the boy stare so much?
He has no reason to frown
He looks like the type of kid everyone would want to hang around
Then why is he with me, this soulless child?
Doesn't he have friends?
Why does he look so lost
So much like myself
He would never show this side to anyone
Only to me
Don't I feel special now?
Controlling someone else's fate
He could tell me anything
But that would be weak
Wouldn't it?
It's weak to let anyone now anything even your self
Sometimes it's better to lie to your self
But that's the most powerful type of lie
When I was young I used to pretend
That I could fly
Childish as it may seem
If we look back long enough we all realize something
We are all children staring at our selves trying to decide
But not knowing what about
Sometimes I wish that things could have been different
But then I lie to my self as I stare into my mirror
No you are not like them you were never meant to be kind
To know love
For those are double emotions
That will kill you once they have all they want
I don't know if it's true
But all my life I have been told that it is
I turn back to my mirror back to the child he just stars at me never saying a word
Suddenly someone opens my door I turn to see who it is
My son is standing there dripping with sweat and tears in his innocent eyes
I turn back to my mirror just for a second
And see the child smile
Some of the life returning to its eyes
Then it's gone like a whisper to the wind
I turn to my son to see what is wrong
Then he starts crying his soft shamed tears
He tells me people do things to him that he doesn't like
That people keep hurting him
He apologizes for being weak
And not for being strong
But it hurts so much
He tells me
"I keep having nightmares and my reflection keeps staring at me
And telling so many lies
It says that I will die soon
That I am to thin
And then to fat
It says I should have died in the cradle
So I couldn't spread my lies
It keeps telling me things"
Says the broken hearted boy
"Daddy why can't it stop, am I going crazy?"
I stare at my son not knowing what to say
But I know my son he isnt crazy
Before I can answer he says in his gentle voice
"daddy, people say I'm evil that I don't have a soul
that if given the chouse I would kill them."
Is it true daddy am I evil would I do what they say?
Is it true when I grow up all I'll be is a slave?"
I stare at my son not sure what to say
Then I tell him gently
"My son look at the mirror tell me what you see."
He turns to look at me for a second then turns to the mirror
" I see death staring back at me daddy that's what I see."
I turn to my son my poor lonely son and say
"My little one, don't you see mirrors were made to make lies."
"Their reason for being is to bring you down into their soulless dreams."
My son stares at me now and says
" Then why do they talk to me?"
The mirror isn't talking my little fighter
It's your soul trying to make you like ice
So no one can hurt you
So no one can own you
So you can live your own life
Mirrors weren't made to show the truth just a reflection of what is
Mirrors tell lies my son that is how it is
My son stares at me and smiles
He says a simple "I love you" I know you'll always be there
I turn to my mirror the boy has a gentle smile once more
Mirrors tell lies
But all they're doing is reflecting the world that we create
AN okay every one the second chapter should be coming up soon but I don't now how. (Homework, tests, projects, hint, hint)
Please Review
