Art of English
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- Date Submitted: 05/02/2010 04:33 AM
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When I look in the mirror, I see a girl.
She has short dark hair and light ivory skin
Her eyes are green in the soft light but brown in fluorescents
Her smile is radiant but behind it is mystery
Her worry lines are nonexistent because her worries lie within
This girl is young and beautiful
She is tall and tone
Her expressions prove she has been loved and hurt
It says she has lived a hard and happy life.
When I look in the mirror, this girl smiles back at me.
Her perfect teeth and twinkling eyes hide something untraceable
This girl seems devious yet friendly.
Her past seems to not dim her future,
With just one look she makes you fall for her.
With a slight smile, she makes you believe in her
This girl’s appearance seems to cover her true personality
When I look in the mirror, I see a girl
But I do not really know this girl.
She is a stranger and, after everything, she scares me.
My heart and mind are not my own anymore. They run according to their own will. I am just the host that they need to fulfil their life’s mission, whatever that is.
I walk about fulfilling the role of a human being and it seems to be working, but all the while inside I know that I am just a puppet for my heart and mind to control.
People smile I smile back, they laugh and I laugh with them. They think that it is a real person talking to them, but really I am just a puppet on invisible strings, who is fulfilling every command of the puppeteers command with each pull of the strings.
My eyes are vacant and have no life in them. My pain is covered with a fake smile. My screams cannot be heard even though it feels like I am screaming at the top of my lungs.
I cannot fight for love, happiness, or even life because I have no control over my own life. I am my heart and minds slave. I cannot find my freedom from their grasp without destroying myself. My life is in their hands and can be lost forever with one tug on the strings.
So now...
She has short dark hair and light ivory skin
Her eyes are green in the soft light but brown in fluorescents
Her smile is radiant but behind it is mystery
Her worry lines are nonexistent because her worries lie within
This girl is young and beautiful
She is tall and tone
Her expressions prove she has been loved and hurt
It says she has lived a hard and happy life.
When I look in the mirror, this girl smiles back at me.
Her perfect teeth and twinkling eyes hide something untraceable
This girl seems devious yet friendly.
Her past seems to not dim her future,
With just one look she makes you fall for her.
With a slight smile, she makes you believe in her
This girl’s appearance seems to cover her true personality
When I look in the mirror, I see a girl
But I do not really know this girl.
She is a stranger and, after everything, she scares me.
My heart and mind are not my own anymore. They run according to their own will. I am just the host that they need to fulfil their life’s mission, whatever that is.
I walk about fulfilling the role of a human being and it seems to be working, but all the while inside I know that I am just a puppet for my heart and mind to control.
People smile I smile back, they laugh and I laugh with them. They think that it is a real person talking to them, but really I am just a puppet on invisible strings, who is fulfilling every command of the puppeteers command with each pull of the strings.
My eyes are vacant and have no life in them. My pain is covered with a fake smile. My screams cannot be heard even though it feels like I am screaming at the top of my lungs.
I cannot fight for love, happiness, or even life because I have no control over my own life. I am my heart and minds slave. I cannot find my freedom from their grasp without destroying myself. My life is in their hands and can be lost forever with one tug on the strings.
So now...