By Mindy M. Sullivan • Lisbon High School

Looking in the mirror,

Surprised at what I see,

Who is that lonely girl,

Who’s looking back at me?

She looks so sad and bashful.

It’s pitiful to see.

I know this is a mirror

That sees inside of me,

I stare for one more minute

And then I look away,

How is it possible?

Do I really look this way?

Then I take the mirror,

And I smash it on the floor,

Now I see once again,

What no one’s seen before,

A broken-up reflection

That shows a broken me.

So even though it’s shattered,

It still sees inside of me.

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