I have been feeling very conflicted. I have been feeling these odd things that I am too afraid to speak of, but they confuse and surprise me.
Earlier today I came home and took a good long look in the mirror. Now, when some look in a mirror, all they see is their face. When I look in the mirror however, I notice my eyes. People have often told me that I have pretty eyes, and I can kind of see what they are talking about, but when I looked at them today I couldn't see it.
In my eyes, I saw no beauty.
In my eyes, all the sadness of the world.
They stared right back at me, a perfect reflection, seeming to ask the question, "Who are you, really?"
I had no answer, so I just continued to stare.
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