Mirrors

• Jodey Brand, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2014

Surrounded by my reflection,
So all I see is me,
Beats and breaks my mental protection,
Until I myself am broken and not even I, can hear my own plea.

I look and stare,
And hate what I see,
Angered by my face and hair,
Enraged by my skin and my body.

People say, "Oh you look so handsome,"
"You look so great!"
How can I accept what I do not believe and only fuelling my regretful anthem,
How am I supposed to believe what I cannot see, and learn to love what I hate.

Surrounded by my reflection,
So all I see it me,
I've broken myself in a chain reaction,
I'll go down with the ship, without a final decree.