Reflection
Can you imagine the feeling of a sunset?
Yes the feeling.
Would you embrace the orange grade and yellow fade?
Could you see it with your hands and touch it with your eyes?
Does it bring joy of sadness in a lonely abyss
Pulling you from reality?
Does it feel good?
Do you like it?
I think it's beautiful.
Why are you crying?
I only think of childhood, going inside before the streetlight came on
Oh how I miss those days.
It's over and gone now so shut up.
I have to grow up.
No you grow up.
Are you happy without money?
No. Yes. I'm pretty.
Do you think I'm pretty?
I put eyeshadow on today and my mama did my hair.
You look exactly the same.
How's school?
I just go. I don't learn anything.
I can't remember. Everyone is smarter than me.
I'm ugly.
Your outfit look so good, I wish I was you.
I wish I was you.
My mama is crying. She's in pain.
Go help her! Don't you hear her moan?
She's ok, she always makes that noise.
How do you know it isn't real?
It might be.
Hey, how's that guy your'e talking to?
I don't know we haven't spoken in five hours.
Do you think he likes me?
No. You're ugly. No one likes you.
I like you.
I like me too.
Your mom isn't crying anymore.
Hey, where did you go?
She's looking in the mirror.
You called her ugly.
I'm so ugly.
Ugly. Ugly!
Why does she draw in her eyebrows?
Thats ugly.
Stop wearing makeup.
I told you your mom stopped crying.
You look in the mirror all day.
Is this fun to you?
Oh,no!
See!
You made me miss the sunset.
Why do I look like this?
I told you you're ugly.
Shut up!
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