Reflective

This girl I see in the mirror,

staring right back at me.

For so it seems to be the new reality.

What was once a modern day fairytale,

is now what seems to be a second love

affair that has turned into war.

I’m not ready for what’s to come,

I just wish I knew what my choices have done.

Oh, I didn’t want to be the only one.

Who’s mistakes have her defined.

Call out to me, take my hand.

Please just let me stay with you.

The mirror doesn’t show us

what we want to see.

It’s all reflective.

It looks like I’m not the fairest of them all.