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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