Looking Glass
A girl sits in a windowsill, dreaming of a new life
Her heart is too full of secrets, but her mind silences it
She hides behind a veil of secrecy, her eyes a prison
Her soul a diamond, multi-faceted
But only one side is shown to the world
Fear of self-expression, fear of emotion
Fear of being understood, and misunderstood
Just like a diamond, she is cold, unfeeling
Made of unbreakable stone,
She stares unflinchingly as the world hurls its rocks at her,
Her inside betrays her outside
Her outside hard, unflinching
Her inside in war,
Warring emotions showing no signs of ceasing, taking no prisoners
No end in sight
A girl sits in a windowsill, silently observing the world beyond the glass, dreaming of a new life
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