Thought I knew myself well
That was a slight miscalculation
I look in the mirror
Seeing myself stare back
I don’t want to look in the mirror
It’s too confronting
Seeing a girl that’s unhappy with whom she is
A girl that doesn’t know herself
Seeing a girl that’s looking for answers
A girl that’s still pretending
I’m just an empty girl
Caged in her own irrational mind
My final conclusion
I learned that I’m a liar
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem