Mirrors

Mirrors



You.
You right there.
I hate you.
I hate your chocolate brown hair.
I hate your emerald eyes.
I hate your fakeness.

Stand up for yourself you weakling!
Why try and fit in with THEM while you can be here with me?
Why do you hide yourself?
Why are you afraid to speak?
Why can't you show your true self?

I hate how you bring your unhappiness to others.
If you're afraid of being alone, why are you by yourself most of the time?
Why are you afraid of THEM?
Why be with someone who orders you around, when you can be free with me?

Don't be some Valley Girl.
Be that crazy, weird, Otaku you are.

Pick up your voice!
No one can hear you!
You don't have to be afraid anymore!

I know all your fears.
The dark.
Death.
Thunderstorms.
Clowns.
Close spaces.
And worst of all.
Loneliness.


I've been trapped inside this thing for God knows how long.
Everytime I see you, you do the same routine.
Brush your hair.
Brush your teeth.
Foundation.
Eyeliner.
That's all fine, but what bothers me the most is...
You leave without me.

Tomorrow
Please take me with you.
Put on that Hello Kitty hat you love.
Get your Hetalia lunch box.
Wear your Black Butler T-shirt.
Wear those nerdy glasses that make you look cute.
And wear that smile I love to see.

Get me out of here.
I want to look like you.
I want to show you your true self.
Because I'm you.

Not that Valley girl on the other side.
I'm your true self.
Get me out of this thing!

You won't be lonely if you be yourself.
Trust me.
Please.

Let us become one again.

Get rid of that other girl.
Remember.
I'm you.

So I'll step out of this mirror.
And step inside your mind.
I'm your true self.

A crazy, weird Otaku.

Please.
Don't make me go inside the mirror again.