Who is this person?
I have never seen this person before.
This person looks just like me but we have never met.
She is just like me,
But she will never talk.
I think I may have frightened her.
I look into this object and we meet again,
I bring my hand up and push it forwards.
She copies me
Our hands touch,
All I feel is coldness.
I am scared to look at her eyes.
I want to scream at her,
I want to break this image that has been created.
I want her to have some sort of expression.
I close my eyes and scream,
I yell at her for not saying anything
I cry out that she's just like the rest.
I open my eyes.
Her eyes are blank.
She stands there doing nothing.
I lean against a wall.
she does the same.
Only then do I realize
I'm going insane.
I'm screaming at nothing.
I try to say I'm sorry
It's to late for that.
Her image is fading,
Tears slide down my cheek.
I then tell myself,
I'm looking in a mirror.