by Brittany Melosh, staff reporter
I stare at the mirror
In the dimness of the night
With fragments of light
Peering through the shades
Throwing lights on my pallor
As they twinkle and cascade
And brighten my color
Rendering the image I see much clearer
I stare at the mirror
And what I perceive is fallacious
Because people are so audacious,
And love to wreak havoc
On the pride of others for fun
With a backhanded tactic
Leaving reality undone
While I peer into a pool of silver
I stare at the mirror
And realize that my reflection
Does not return my complexion,
My thoughts and the truth
Do not intertwine
Like a criminal and a sleuth
They cannot combine
Due to humanity’s malicious trigger
I resent the mirror
Like I abhor myself
And I begin to repel
What I should have loved
And cherished so much
And put above
All the superfluous stuff.
I would have seen clearer.
I peer into the mirror
And over time
I come to find
That the realities created
Do not reflect actuality.
They rendered my mind sedated
And now I can clearly see
And know me for me…
Without fear.
