Mirror

                                    Mirror 
Shhhh.  .  .  can you hear that? 
The whispers of girls talking   as she  passes by them 
She passes  by them with a fake smile on but when she turns...

                         Her brain starts to wonder
Was it her they were talking about  
Was She the one to blame for their problems...?
Was SHE the one that made her do the awful the things...
Ohhh the awful things she does to her body???.?.

   The cuts on her sweet brown skin 
The SCARS she dared not show anyone shhhh keep 
        ~quiet~ 
And know one will no 
But I hear her
   .  .  .    .  .  .    .  .  .
 
 click click 
it locks behind her--
It goes down her throat she has no 
CONTROL...
it's released all that she had in her 

   **she lifts up her head.. To see a girl staring at her 

      eyes of a girl who once had every thing  
-lost and confused- 
        EYES
     Now
Her scars burn deep but she looks away
Fearing the stare of the girl looking at her

   She wonders... 
         

                                 Was it ME?.?.?