Poem

 REFLECTION 


I saw a girl

We were at the same age

She looks fine

She even smile


You can't see her problematic

But when she's alone?

She feels nothing

She doesn't feel anything


She thinks she's not belong

She feels alone

She eaten up her insecurities

Her what ifs and overthinks


A bobbly girl

But a good pretender

She keep all things on her


You only see her smiling and laughing

But deep inside she's dying


And that girl

Was the girl

I was facing in front

Of the mirror

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