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Is my vision of me
Though I am not her at all.
She helps me through
When I need a friend
To the other side of the world
Through my wall.
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I wrote this in high school. Brace yourself; It sounds crazy. I used to talk to myself while looking in the mirror. I liked to hear the sound of my voice and it was a helpful way for me to work out my problems.
In the first section I'm looking in the mirror. But the person in the reflection is a stronger, better version of me. Remember back in this post the three different me's? Well the reflection was "I". "I" would help "Me" work out my (or our) problems. Confused? :) We work in mysterious ways! Haha!
Before I continue I should note that I no longer talk to myself or any version thereof in this manner. I am and always was completely sane. I just found...shall we say entertaining ways to amuse myself and work out problems at the same time.
The second section "she helps me through" means two things. Helping me work through troubles and also helping me travel through the mirror to the other side where life was better. What is that saying? The grass is always greener on the other side? I'd imagine that in her world things were exactly how I wanted them. It was my way of daydreaming.
When I told Justin about this poem and it's history he looked at me like I was nucking futs. I suppose I can see why. :) Good thing he loves me so much.
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