Sunday, 29 March 2015

The Chameleon

She is not a clone
Even that would be
better

She is not a mirror
she can not reflect us
she doesn't know us

she is a chameleon
she tries to mimic us
but I think she is either
the best chameleon
or a broken one
because I hate her

Mirror

Mirror  

I never met anyone quite as broken as she was
I never met anyone quite as good at pretending as she was
I don't even think she realized how broken she was

She was a mirror
that no one realized was broken

She was the life of the party
always laughing hard enough
being loud enough
smiling enough

just so she could keep on
with her act
her circus act
the fun house mirror
who's tears look like a smile
from the right angle