I see these faint scars on my arms. <br />I see these faded memories in my mind. <br /> <br />I brush back my long hair with my hand. <br />I hold back these painful emotions with my heart. <br /> <br />I put on my clothes for the day. <br />I hide behind my mask for the day. <br /> <br />I look into this mirror. <br />I look into this stranger's eyes. <br /> <br />I close my eyes. <br />I close out everyone. <br /> <br />I become me. <br />I become someone I don't know. <br /> <br />Why? <br />What for?<br /><br />Peter Vector<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/reflection-128/
