Mirror…Mirror… on the wall
Let me ask you a question
Who’s this stranger that you keep on showing?
Is it someone from my past? I can’t seem to recall anyone…
Why are you playing this guessing game with me…?
It’s not funny anymore…so please stop!
Wait, what in the world is happening?
A scratch on the right…A scratch on the left…
Suddenly this unfamiliar face is covered with countless scratches
And, this pains me, why?!
Is it because of the blood slowly trickling down this unknown face…?
But why does it hurt me so much?
Is it because of this unfamiliar face being peeled off slowly…?
Instead of horror, I am filled with sorrow…
My heart feels heavy, along with my eyes…
Tears roll down my cheeks while blood continues to ooze out of that face
A strange face without any emotion
While I stand here crying and worrying…
It makes me wonder who this person is…
Through my misty eyes, I begin to see some familiarity
Sounds bizarre to start recognising in the most unrecognisable state…
Meanwhile…something freakish happens…
A bloodied face with a crazy smile…waving at me with one hand
While still clawing at their own face with the other
Utters these words with a sense of final relief…
“Let go of me, and live a full life. Goodbye!”
Feels like all of my questions are answered
By this strangely familiar stranger…in the end!
And not the mirror…on the wall
