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Aug 2019
This reflection of mine,
It seems to change with time,
This reflection of mine,
It always shifts in my mind,
I see it morph into an evil figure,
This figure telling me to come hither,
Shall I embrace it or leave it be?
Is it to be shunned?
Is it even really me?
Those eyes have a deceptive depth,
That laugh is something to abhor,
That smile is a dangerous cover,
For all the fear that I shall become my mother,
This worry lies in each and every breath,
I am so violent and somewhat evil,
I have striked fear in so many people,
Why do I seem to harm those I love?
Why do deception and violence fit me like a glove?
Why can i not give complete trust?
Sometimes i wish to end it all with a knife and a quick ******,
Yet i do not have the audacity to even try,
Instead I sit here in silence and cry.
Just staring at This reflection of mine,
My voice  is sandpaper on an irritated wound,
My laughter is worse and it will never make anyone swoon.
My nose is so pointy like that of a witch,
And I must admit I am quite a *****.
This reflection of mine,
I do see strength in that old wall mirror,
Yet it is that of a man and not of a lady,
My seeming lack of femininity is a bit shady.
I wish to fall in love and get married,
But it seems so far in the future,
and I have a lot of emotions I must suture.
After I get my education,
I don’t think there will be a man ready to get me at that station.
Oh this is surreal,
What is the deal?
A handsome young man says I have great appeal!
The poor fool doesn’t truly know all the daemons that control me,
I am so scared of myself and these emotions that are trying to get free!
Oh this reflection of mine!
I hope it will change for the better in time!
Oh lord, can you please help improve me?
I am praying that these thoughts will leave me be!!
I have all this anger and all of this despair,
I am searching for my inner light if it even is really there!
Well I must brace for the impact of facing God’s will!
I put my trust in My Lord to help my soul become calm and still!
The future is truly bright!
I shall not spoil it with my pessimistic spite!
Oh this reflection of mine!
Written by
Golden Flower  17/F/Az
(17/F/Az)   
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     ---, Bogdan Dragos and Cné
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