Reflection Poem by jax col

When I look in the mirror what do I see
Staring right back at me?
What hides beneath those dark, brown eyes
Is it truth and honesty or a load of lies?
What does my smile really mean
Is it loving and caring or something not wanting to be seen?
Do the features on my face show
A gentle girl, or the monster below?
What lurks beneath my skin so soft
A survivor born, or a life lost?
Do the lines on my face justify
A happy young woman, or one about to cry?
What do my gestures really say
Is it a life of fulfilment, or one hidden away?
When I look in the mirror, what do I see
Staring right back at me?