Dragon's Clan: This is my sixth poem, and it is a bit dark in one person's view. So please read and review.


Mirrors

Those people, what are they talking about?

Who Am I? Am I just a nobody?

"You were born to be a nobody, deal with it."

"Who are you?"

"Over here you dweeb"

I look at one side and it is a version of an older me.

"Boy, you weren't good with senses either."

"Leave me alone."

"Yeah, leave her alone."

"Who are you?"

"I'm you." I looked over and saw a younger version of me.

"Leave me alone!"

I kept hearing them, telling me they are real.

No, no, I don't want to believe this.

Leave me alone, leave me alone.

They are just mirrors.

What? A voice said.

They are just mirrors.

Then who am I?

A mirror of just faded memories

I looked up and saw me, being everything I want.

I crossed over and felt my mind is slipping away.

Foolish creature, you wish to be prefect.

I remember as I tried to get out.

"Let me out."

You wanted to be perfect as you looked into a mirror.

I realized that I've lost everything like a snap.

Goodbye, little girl.

I saw my other me leaving me in a prison where there is no escape

A place, I don't want to see is mirrors.