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.
