Looking at me...
Poem/Song
I look into the mirror, but she doesn't look back.
Who is she, I thought she was me.
She doesn't look the way I feel, could it be time to heal?
Is, she a stranger, or am I just lost.
I always wanted to be her, but where do I start?
She says I look familiar, she does too. I wonder what it's like to walk in her shoes.
We have so much in common, but we're too different to be the same.
She tells me to come back, I feel scared to trust her.
Everyone loves her, but no one loves me.
How could this be? Can they not, see?
I could never be her, though, she is me.
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Miya Banks
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