"Reflection" by Elizabeth Grimes
A million eyes, all looking at me.
I’m terrified of what they might see.
It matters not how I hide, or where.
I can’t escape their watchful stare.
I try to move, but feel paralyzed.
And I’m pulled apart as I’m scrutinized.
Soon it changes, after a breath.
Now there’s only one spectator left.
I reach my hand to touch the cruel eyes
And suddenly realize I’d been seeing lies.
It was water I felt. People, none!
The ripples made thousands out of one.
Another truth! I see it clearer.
A crowd created by a broken mirror.
It’s only me, and was all along.
I’m the only one who needs to like my song.