This is not my poem. But it gave me hope. I hope it does you too.
I am the Mirror Looker. Or at least that’s what they call me. And by ‘they’ I mean myself, because no one knows I exist. I am the Mirror Looker. I see through every Mirror in the world, and observe all who look back. You’d be surprised at what people will do when they think no one is looking. Or maybe you wouldn’t since I’ve seen you do the same. People don’t lie when there is no one to hear it. They are Honest. Completely. Honest.
But I am the Mirror Looker, and I see it all. I see them in their honesty. Wheather I want to or not.
I’ve seen confessions,
I’ve seen tears,
I’ve seen prayers,
I’ve seen fears,
I’ve seen terrors,
I’ve seen revenge,
I’ve seen beginnings,
I’ve seen ends.
Because I’m the Mirror Looker, and that’s what I do. I see things in people that no one else does. I’m doomed to do it forever, I think, which greatly troubles me. I aggonise over it day and night. But there is no one there to hear me. I see everyone, but no one sees me. But that’s not what hurts the most.
What hurts the most is when I see the crying woman, but I can’t tell her she’s not alone. What hurts the most is when I see the bullied boy, But I can’t tell him that I would be his friend. What hurts the most is when I see the torn child, But I can’t tell her that she is not to blame for her parents divorce. What hurts the most is when I see the man who wishes he was dead, But I can’t tell him that I wish I could die for him. What hurts the most is when I see the greving widow, But I can’t tell her how much her husband loved her. What hurts the most is when I see the righteous man who goes unnoticed, but I can’t tell him that I appreciate his virtusity. What hurts the most is when I see the rejected girl, but I can’t tell her how beautiful she really is. This world is filled with pain and suffering. And what hurts me is that do anything about it. But you can. For I am the Mirror Looker, and this is my Plight. But you are the free soul, so what will be yours?
The thing is.. i acutally loved you„ i cant move on.. no matter who i try to be with it doesnt feel right.. i dont want to have a nother rebound.. i dont want to get over.. you… its just tyler all over again and i cant take it.. you ment so much to me and you’re moving on leaving me behind to rot and its just not right becuase no matter how hard i try you’re not going to care, and you’re not oging to look back.. you are going to fall in lvoe with her and forget all about me.. and its tearing me apart becuase i know how this ends.. i know exactly what’s goin to happen.. i’ve been down this road before.. and i dont like it.. not at all.. while you’re dreaming of her i’ll be up all night listening to music.. roling around in my bed uncomfortabley crying.. unable to think of any reason to live, slitting my wrists at four in the morning when everyone is asleep.. walking outside just to remember what it was like to be with you.. being on a street makes me think of you.. any time someone says gas station.. every time i get something to drink.. my favorite book.. my ipod makes me think of you.. candy crush.. tagged.. everything.. no matter who i talk to or what i do all i can do is remember you„ and how even when i tried to move on.. i got rejected cuz they wanted someone different too.. i dont blame you.. honestly i dont.. i woudnt have chosen me either..
