Inescapable me

By Ali Scontrino (4/26/12) There I am, an image in a mirror; graced with a voice that all must hear. A girl I've never accepted, a girl that brings me fear. Sometimes I feel she laughs, laughing at me. Sometimes she looks so sad, like she doesn't want to be. To bad I run this show here. Oh the traitor in the mirror. No matter how I see it, it's always in that fear I see , an in escapable me.