REFLECTION III

She sometimes looks at you and
She wants to scream
She feels like she's in a bad dream
She wants to take you and slap you
Across the face
And shatter your dreams
In a crystal vase
As your appearance appears to her
She can see and judge you so easily
She's walking towards you now
She has to reach you somehow
She tries to touch your face
She only feels cold glass
In its place
She suddenly realizes her
Nightmare is true
She finally knows and understands you
She knows the girl in the mirror is her
She thinks she judged her too
Easily