The Lake Knows Me

Who is she?

And why does she look like me?

Repeats everything I do,

But in a different way than I am used to.

Why does she follow me?

And why doesn’t she talk?

She disappears as soon as I move away,

Like she was never there anyway.

I can see my vulnerability in her eyes,

It makes me feel things I never did like.

She makes me think about my true self,

Makes me question everything I teach myself.

I want to hold her,

Want to figure out the mystery in her.

A transparent shield protects her,

Keeps me from being her.

I think she is the only person who truly knows me,

My consciousness refuses to believe me.

I am terrified of how I will survive,

If anyone took her away from my sight.

Time goes by, I keep staring,

My heart aches but I never stop caring.

The person in front of me distorts,

As soon as my friend jumps off the rocks.

In the swaying water of the lake I see,

The person I have become staring back at me.

Realizing how it came to be,

Is the most frustrating feeling there ever can be.