The Mirror.

Written by an Anonymous author.

The mirror reflects

a total stranger

wearing your clothes.

A curated mask

for an audience

watching the surface.

We build up

these rigid structures,

this academic armor.

Anything to keep

the deep quiet

from asking questions.

Who are we

when the screen

goes completely dark?

You trace paths

of an unnamed,

invisible ghost.

Trapped inside

the feedback loop

of your consciousness.

Every single thought

becomes a brick

in a wall.

Built to hide

the fragile pieces

you protect daily.

Terrified to expose

the real person

living underneath.

We fade out

directly into

the digital noise.

Desperate to find

a frequency matching

the inner ache.

Forever forgetting

that the mind

cannot be solved.

It is just

a silent room

waiting for peace.

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