Audition

[findabalance]

Name: Alexandra
Age: Fifteen
Location: Boston, MA












Writing:

i walked into that room,
the one that smells of cigarettes and wet towels.
it's so lonely in there.
i didn't know what i was doing,
but i knew that i was looking.
the mirror seemed so distant;
so wrong;
that surely wasn't me.
i wasn't there.

but her eyes were so cold,
so gone;
and your face is so drained!
you aren't me.
i'm alive. i'm breathing.

you're dead. look at you.
i'm whimpering, and whispering,
get out of my mirror. if anyone see's you,
i'm dead.

the mirror smashed to 1000 sharp pieces,
pieces of that dead girl.
but it's okay.
she's broken now.
she's gone.

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Liar girls alter ego is laughing in her face. My mind is clear, so right, it's wrong. How pure must it be before I can finally see? Who is that person looking at me? Seems too critical to be her. She looks like death. I'm observant, I use big words, can't you see? I am you in all forms of intelligence. I must dominate. I must see through the eyes of her enemy.
I control you. You control my body.
I crave my own power.
Oh dominance, how wonderful, your power and my head.

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I was staring into the glass today. I saw someone.
She was staring at me. Grinning. Mocking me.
I think she knows something.
To think I thought I knew.

Thank you.