Thread: doll, bicycle, cat, vanity, you are someone else,

"hold onto that. cling to it

like it's something special."



she turned around and looked at me
and smiled
she put her finger to her lips
and

"shhhh."

she held it up and i saw the little doll broken into pieces. she broke my little doll into four pieces, and i don't think she cared. but then each piece changed into something else entirely, a tiny bicycle, and three other things, three other little things that i couldn't see. the cat came and took one away. the other two are now lost. the two that are lost are the times when people say and do things that they don't really mean. one is, the other is actually the things people mean but can't think of.
the mirror, in the vanity, will show you your reflection, and if you look at it long enough you might actually see yourself

as if

you are

another person

hell ill trade in my doll for a bike, good poem or what it was.

i see myself as another person when i talk to the person that makes me feel that way...
How's that for enigmatic?
i believe that sometimes only one person can show you your true face...like being your mirror.