Sunday, 1 February 2015

Girl In The Mirror

Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who is the fairest of them all?

Definitely not me for certain.
I'm far from being fair, just plain, un-porcelain and unpolished.
Like an ordinary girl, yet duller than her peers.

If you gazed into a mirror, you will see a reflection. Nothing special and unusual about it. In fact, you see yourself in the  mirror almost everyday, it's part of the routine. The mirror reflects how you look. It's the image of yourself that is presented to the eyes of the outside world. It sometimes show all the external flaws one possesses, accurately depicting out scars or disfigurements that cannot be hidden no matter how hard you try.

However that is all it reflects. Nothing deeper than that. Well, I guess that's good, isn't it? A reflection is an image and no more. It doesn't show the internal scars and battles that one faces. It doesn't show one's inner thoughts and emotions. It doesn't goes beyond the facade and make up that one has put up. It makes it so much easier to hide what you do not want to show and present yourself to society the way you deemed as perfect. Apply make up and the mirror will reflect it all, from the planned skin tone and the measured blush that conceals the 'real' from reality.

Wouldn't that make the reflection be all fake and just a total act? The girl I see in the mirror is not a reflection of me. I can see pass the pseudo reflection that I  made for myself. I can't recognise the girl that is staring back at me with the eyes that I know so well. I can't recognise me at all. It scares me.

Mirror, mirror on the wall,
What am I without the make up?
What am I without the facade?
Which is the one that is truly me?