Inside my mirror, there is a world.
A world I've never quite seen before.
The world is nothing but a box,
Trapping everything inside.
It is large, but dark;
The only light is a bluish-gray flow from the raining outdoors.
Looking in, it feels empty and dead
But that is when I refocus to the girl in my face.
When the lighting is just right,
I swear I saw demons in her eyes.
She is frustrated, her face muscles tense with rage.
She is screaming at me but the glass between us blocks the sound.
She is trapped inside the world inside my mirror.