There’s a stranger in my mirror

I wonder who she is

She wears the same blue eyes as me

She’s draped in a similar skin

But there’s something different in those eyes

A sadness soft as snow

A hesitance- a self defense?

A heart that’s laced in woe

Where did that vicious woman go?

Who took her claws and teeth?

Where can I find her fire, her drive?

What’s hidden underneath?

I want to scream at her, this girl

To grab her through the reflection

To shake her awake from her dissociation

To brush off the worlds harsh rejection

I need her to see me, the she that she was

The woman that let her rage roar

To feel that violent venom within me

To feel anything, anymore

She’s just out of reach, though, a handprint away

An inch thick of glass in between

And with my own feet, she leaves me behind

The woman that she used to be