By: Jacqueline Padilla
asked to draw a venn diagram …
feels the same thing as being asked to
compare myself to the rest of the girls.
at a mirror, I begin to lose myself.
I’m not actually supposed to look so
much at myself and have my surroundings
in mind, but I do. When looking
my heart and soul …. I see nothing
else but broken pieces of all the
World’s mirrors combined. When looking at
I keep on comparing the color of my skin to
a lighter color. Compare the rainbow
colors of my pen, to the black and white
shades of a painting I can’t create. When
looking at a mirror ….
A beauty I wish I had …. when I actually
don’t. I’m the one who always pretends
to be an angel yet I don’t feel that way,
When looking at a mirror, I see
I have changed. I could see that I’m no
longer selfless or brave. Those strengths
have now been lost, in the ship of the
all forgotten. Then I see my reflection in a
mirror, I see how much
has been spilled onto the ground, knowing my life is
already confined to this existence , I keep on
pretending to be someone else. Someone
who is resilient and tough . When looking in a
mirror, I see how much blood
is left on me
and how much time I have left, left before
Why do I persist
in completing this venn diagram, when I could
Fastly burn and have myself leave as well.
I keep on waiting until I answer a question. Why do I
about things that could become real
When I have the word “ lonely” written
In my vocabulary.