You take a look in the mirror but, who is it you see?
The figure looking back at you, a darkened soul is she.
Sadness you see in the face of the girl, tears drip down her face.
She’s scared and lonely, she hurts inside, her mouth has a soured taste.
“Why are you crying little one?” The words roll off your tongue.
“I feel trapped and alone dear friend. This is what evils done.”
A tear now washes down your cheek and you know what you must do.
Take this figure in your arms as this girl is really you.