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The Mirror

I have a mirror 
I look at it every morning
I hope the mirror shows me what I want to see
But the mirror does not lie
It shows me my pain and insecurities

I hate the mirror 
I cannot lie to it 
I force a smile wishing to bribe what I see 
The mirror has refused to believe my lie 
I look at my sorrow filled eyes 
How can I change it 
I make the eyes bigger and smaller
The mirror has refused 

The mirror is my only friend 
It tells me the truth 
It sees pain no one else can 
The mirror has dried my tears 
Tears no one else was trusted to see.
I smile one last time at the mirror 
For it is my only friend 
And off I go to the field of lies 

My friends are nice 
But they do not see what the mirror sees
They believe my smile
They don't see my sorrow 
But how can they 
When they are also hiding 
How they feel 

I don't know why we hide 
Behind our smiles is pain
In our eyes lies sorrow
Why do we not share our pain 
Is it the lack of trust 
Or the fear of being judged

By Nalule Tryphine Ruth

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