She stands there,
Staring.
Her reflection in the mirror
watching her carefully.
The inside so much different.

She turns on the water,
Flowing.
She slowly rises the water,
feeling the moisture on her face.
Washing away her mask.

Watching the makeup,
Rinsing.
Nothing is left but her scars
and the bruises yet to heal.
The pain that she hides so well.

Stepping away,
Carefully.
She doesn't face the mirror.
Not wanting to see the monster
that she knew had appeared.