She stood in the doorway looking at the girl in front of her.
A broken girl, life drained from her eyes.
Hands gripping tight onto a teddy bear,
mascara running down and scarring her perfect pale skin.
Perfect pink lips parted but not making a sound and yet...
letting free a scream of anguish.
Desperately crying out for help.
She stepped closer and so did the broken girl, their movements so perfectly synchronized.
"I hear you. I feel your pain." Said they simultaneously.
She reached out to touch the cheek of this girl, so similar and yet unrecognizable, and so too the girl reached for her cheek.
Her hand met glass in the place of warm skin.
Slowly she brought her hand to her cheek
and felt the warm wetness of her tears.
She then realized that poor, broken girl was a reflection of herself and softly whispered,
"This isn't how it was meant to be...I just wanted to be accepted. I never knew I'd be so unhappy being someone other than me."
Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 12:46 AM UTC
She stood in the doorway looking at the girl in front of her.
A broken girl, life drained from her eyes.
Hands gripping tight onto a teddy bear,
mascara running down and scarring her perfect pale skin.
Perfect pink lips parted but not making a sound and yet...
letting free a scream of anguish.
Desperately crying out for help.
She stepped closer and so did the broken girl, their movements so perfectly synchronized.
"I hear you. I feel your pain." Said they simultaneously.
She reached out to touch the cheek of this girl, so similar and yet unrecognizable, and so too the girl reached for her cheek.
Her hand met glass in the place of warm skin.
Slowly she brought her hand to her cheek
and felt the warm wetness of her tears.
She then realized that poor, broken girl was a reflection of herself and softly whispered,
"This isn't how it was meant to be...I just wanted to be accepted. I never knew I'd be so unhappy being someone other than me."
