Reflection Poem by Michelle Hanes

I looked through a mirror
And there I saw me
But when I waved
They could not see

Primping the hair
Fixing the shirt
Constantly ignored
Horribly hurt

I watched as they left
And with them I followed
My heart was crusted
Its space now hollowed

Again I see
Tis the end of the day
A watery image
Looking through the bay

Again I feel strange
Imitated and ignored
Adjusting the ponytail
Face looking bored

As I sat
Myself out of sight
I began to realize
My apparent plight

Mimicking movement
Apparently unseen
Clicking puzzle pieces
Altogether, what it means

I see why it is
Though the lie
For it seems in a mirror
The reflection is I.