The Girl In The Mirror…

Hello my lovely friends. Today I would like to pull back the curtain and let you look inside. I would like to share a poetic story I wrote about a girl who hid behind a mask. Enjoy!!!

 

The Girl In The Mirror

Sometimes all I want to do
Is to crawl up into someone else’s mind,
And hide.

To escape my own thoughts and lies,
Seeing what others think is true,
inside of you.

I just want to sit for a moment or two,
Thinking your thoughts instead of my own,
In my tone.

I want to know what you believe is true,
What you see in me,
What you think I can be.

Because when I see myself…
I see all the lies in my head,
the ones dreamed up in bed.

I see a girl with old eyes,
A girl with a world full of sighs,
A girl who in some ways is old,
But she isn’t stone cold.

Her heart she protects at all cost,
She hides herself in masks
Mirrors
Fog
And smoke.

She doesn’t want them to see the truth.
She’s only a little girl,
Scared to death of failing,
Fearful of displeasing,
She is broken and soft inside.
She only wears the bullet proof mask…
Because she has been hurt many times before.

She wears the mask of a woman,
Strong, courageous and true.
But she is weak,
Discouraged
and not always true.

She wants to remove her mask
But her scares are unsightly,
Her face is mingled,
Ugly.

She has been hurt so many times before,
why would she let another in.
Why would she put herself through that pain again.

She cries alone,
She eats alone,
She writes alone,
She serves alone,
She lives alone.

She is locked away,
A secret forever will stay,
Alone.

One day when it’s far too late she will realize,
Being hurt is worth it.
Loving,
Is choosing who will hurt you.

Masks and towers,
Escapes only bring happiness for a moment.

Allowing others to hurt you,
To make you feel.
Is a big deal!!!
She will learn it’s better not to wear a mask,
And love others
Forgive others,
Allow others inside.

She will one day learn to let others in,
into her secret place,
The one she has for those with grace.

She will learn when it’s far too late
That it will always be worth it.
To say yes to love
and yes too heartache.

She will learn too late that she is only human,
And humans aren’t always supposed to run.

She will learn once she can no longer live
That to be true
Is to live as one does in their head,
To daily be the person in the dreams upon your bed.
To awaken with inspiration and live.

Be in the moment and speak kindly.
To be present.
To only take things one at a time.

She will know these things once it’s too late
To save the date…
She will look into her old face with young eyes
And know she was always dreaming,
Lost inside her head
And in someone else’s head
But never in the here or now.
This is how
She the girl in the mirror
Became the girl 6 feel down.

She was under all her masks
Dreams,
Escapes
And thoughts.
Under she was forevermore.

I hope you are having a wonderful day!!! Keep smiling, your smile lights up the day. 😊

Allie ❤

The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You trade in your sense for an act. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask. There can’t be any large-scale revolution until there’s a personal revolution, on an individual level. It’s got to happen inside first.”
― Jim Morrison

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2 comments

  1. joyroses13 · July 14, 2016

    Great poem and such a good quote as well!

    Like

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