gazing into the icy glass,
my eyes entranced by it's appearance,
only to gasp at the other me,
mercilessly smiling an alluring crinkled face,
My twin stuck in the past that I stare at,
In the halls there is everyone,  and no one,
I go unnoticed,
I make no difference,
I stare into that mirror as I walk through my daily life,
she criticizes my every motion,
my every word,
my voice is a faint whisper in all the static,
Laughing,
gossiping,
shouting,
it surrounds me, hiding me from a world I've never known,
their world of the light,
I've never entered those glistening gates,
but instead cowered in my corner,
hiding myself from them,
I try to be noticed, not wanting to disappear,
I wave good morning: a voice replies each time,
"maybe I'm not invisible"
as my hearts wonders this,
the mirror replies with so many answers,
I get stuck in it's trap,
the trap of my past:
"your never good enough,
look at yourself,
They always leave,
everyone will just disappear,
just become invisible again,
no one will ever notice,
you shouldn't have spoken"
My nagging mirror has me in it's grasp again,
and I've been trapped ever since I could remember.