Oldies But Goodies

Reflection

I sat and took a long hard look, at this girl I knew

I wanted to try and figure out, what she had been put through.

I wanted to know the reason, for the emptiness in her eyes

I wanted to know if it was caused, by heartaches and hurtful lies.

I wanted to know why it seemed, she was torn apart inside

I wanted to know if it was because, of all the emotions she tried to hide.

I wanted to know what kind of battles, waged war inside her head

And why she cried late at night, when she'd lay alone in bed.

I wanted to know what it was, that caused her so much pain

That left this girl I knew, feeling there was nothing left to gain.

The loneliness she felt inside, deep within her heart

I wanted to know what in the world, had ripped this girl apart.

So I sat and thought about this, all throughout the day

And wondered if I asked her, what she'd have to say.

So I finally got the courage, to ask her about her life

To see if she would share with me, her pain and grief and strife.

The girl I knew smiled weekly, and agreed to open up to me

She said it would be hard for her, but she'd try and make me see.

She talked to me about things, she had never talked about before

Not to friends or family, she didn't talk to them anymore.

She talked to me about the things, that caused her so much pain

She admitted that the battles in her head, were driving her insane.

With each detail she would tell me, she felt more relief inside

For the first time in a long time, she wasn't allowing emotions to hide.

She got a little more emotional, with each detail she went through

Then she looked up with tears in her eyes and said, "but this girl is you."

I was so confused I looked at her, and then I realized...

There wasn't a girl I knew looking back, it was my reflection with tear filled eyes.

I then understood I had kept these things, to myself for way too long

That I had lost track of myself and my life, and forgotten where I belong.

I couldn't help but stare in the mirror, and thank my reflection for what it had done

Because after admitting to myself what was wrong, most of the pain was gone.