Mirror
People stand behind me
Supporting me
Cheering me on
They're my closest friends
In front of me
Are my enemies
I know they hate me
Their faces filled with disgust
I hear words spoken behind me
To quiet for me to hear
I wonder what's being said
But I don't bother asking
One day
I understood the whispers
The secrets being shared
The rumors spreading
I was filled with confusion
My friends were talking behind my back
The people I trusted the most
Had become an enemy
I stared in front of me
At my enemies
My friends still whispering behind me
I can't help but wonder
If I'm standing in fron of a mirror
The enemies ahead of me
Are only a reflection
Of those behind me
Not sure who to trust
I curl up and hide
I close my eyes
And surround myself in a wolrd of my own
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