Original Poetry Fan Fiction ❯ Doppelganger: A series of poem ❯ Mirror ( Chapter 3 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

Mirror on the wall
Do I really have it all?
Is this really the dream, or am I setting up to fall?
Like the whispers in my head
You reflection is filling me with dread
Am these lies that I tell myself
Compares nothing to how I felt
In the sky a million feet high
To beneath the ground, a lonely despise
My solemn face show no fear
And that malicious leer
That always hides in you face
Mirror Mirror erase my image, without a trace
And as you lay on the floor
Your beautiful reflection is no more
Mirror Mirror whatever you see
Is never the reflection that I’ll want it to be