english,
You open your eyes. What do you see?
You’re not that sure.
You start to squint them. Rub even.
The image doesn’t change.
You see a smile. It’s so familiar.
But it somehow looks real different.
It looks much wiser. But it’s not just that.
It looks happy with a secret.
The lips start to move. You try to listen.
“It gets better” is all that she said.
You drop your jaw. Furrow your eyebrows.
Confusion starts to fill your head.
Not a trace of it shows, no, not on the mirror before you,
With her shining eyes and wide smile.
As always, your day turns somber and bland
Yet the smile never leaves your head.
Literary: Mirror, Mirror
You open your eyes. What do you see?
You’re not that sure.
You start to squint them. Rub even.
The image doesn’t change.
You see a smile. It’s so familiar.
But it somehow looks real different.
It looks much wiser. But it’s not just that.
It looks happy with a secret.
The lips start to move. You try to listen.
“It gets better” is all that she said.
You drop your jaw. Furrow your eyebrows.
Confusion starts to fill your head.
Not a trace of it shows, no, not on the mirror before you,
With her shining eyes and wide smile.
As always, your day turns somber and bland
Yet the smile never leaves your head.
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