My Dear Reflection...

I move my hand gently over the mirror

I carefully study my reflection

My reflection looks like a different person

He does not resemble me...

When tears cleanse my face

He smiles peacefully

When ants bite at my heart

He smiles peacefully

When silence strangles me

He smiles peacefully

When Ioneliness embraces me dearly

He smiles peacefully

When I feel the weight of others' sorrows

He smiles peacefully

When I feel suffocated in an empty space

He smiles peacefully...

I want to help him

I try breaking the mirror

I first use my fists

That have turned softer by wiping away tears

I then use my heart

Which has become the hardest part of my body

And only then does it hit me

I am the one trapped inside the mirror

I am the one trapped with the truth

He is living happily in the outside world

He is living happily with a lie

I want to help him

I need to break this mirror

Can someone help me, please?

Or rather, can someone help him, please?