Mirror, Mirror On The Wall Poem by Becca Bell

I look in the mirror and see a girl,
Who is staring back at me.
I don't know who she is
But I know I've seen her before
She's not the girl I want to be
She puts a smile on
While inside she's falling apart
She says, 'I'm okay. Yes, I'm fine.'
As pain fills her every cell
She pretends not to care,
As everyone slowly walks away.
She hides behind her makes
And pretends like she's alright
She's scared to open up,
She's scared to let people get too close
It always ends up as heartache
She feels like a stranger in her own home
She tries the best she can,
But it always seems to be wrong
She has ideas for the future
Hopes and dreams of her own
But she doesn't hold her breath
Because disappointment is all she's ever known
Her muscles constrict
She's afraid to be touched
She asks, 'Why am I never good enough? '
'Why am I always second choice? '
People tell her she's got to stand up for what she wants
She's got to find her own voice
I know who I want to be
It's all so much clearer
But the fact is, I'm the only girl in the mirror.