Mirror

When I face the mirror,

All I see is a loser.

This girl always smiles to everyone.

Suppose, she looks like perfect

But deep inside are hidden fears.

She never had happiness

It was like fate is too cruel

There are even tears that endlessly fall

Now that she tried to be happy.

It seems that it worked.

But in the end, it is the same.

A sad and cruel life of hers

I pity her.

She will never felt loved or be happy.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[SuddenCognito]

Really good, I like the way the subject talks about themselves in the third person, allowing them to analyse them self. :)