The stranger in the mirror

Stranger in the mirror

Who is the girl staring back,
She has my red hair ,
She has my funny grey, brown, green mixed up eyes,
She should be me.

But does she share my hurting heart,
does she share the pain i pushed,hid, so deep
So deep that i feel..............
Nothing.......Dead

Or is she the face everyone else see,
Happy, uncomplaining,
the girl that needs no one
the girl that ask nothing

This is me, the one behind the reflection
The quiet one, the one that ask nothing,
the one that swallow her rage
and let it boil inside.