When you and your reflection tell opposite stories - smile and pain.

They told me 
“Go out and meet new and unique people
called strangers,”
but I asked, “Where do
I meet them?” They shrugged
so I gave 
them a
Mirror.

- William Riley Plath

PS : If you didn't notice till now, it is a reverse poem.

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B R O K E N
I will ever be
there is hope
& courage
C

rumbling chaos eat my spirit
I refuse to believe that
Despite the roars inside
I am so very surreal
I hate the person staring back
   No longer I feel that
I am worth fighting for

The mirror conveyed.