Through My Looking Glass

Down the path I didn't take
Past the choices that I didn't make
Lies a pool of unshed tears
Guarded by my untold fears

There lays a maiden, not like me
Peaceful, sweet, pretty to see
Strong in sprit when no one's around
Nice, caring, when there's a crowd

At not-night under not-stars
She doesn't weep behind invisible bars
She doesn't ever wish for someone to be there
She never wishes for someone to care

Loneliness never takes her by the hand
When in the air, she wishes to land
The beautiful concept of flying high
Never occurred in this girl's mind

A mind without true hopes and dreams
She believes in things as they seem
Glancing in the mirror, always I confide
I rejoice in being upon this side