Zoic: A Glance in the Mirror
September 30, 2019
Mirror, Mirror,
In my room:
Who’s this eerie
Face of gloom?
With empty eyes so sunken
And a cruel, deceiving grin,
He’s the face of anarchy
When my weaker side gives in.
He whispers evils in my ear
Disguised as kind advice;
He paints pictures he knows turn me
A shade of green so nice.
Mirror, Mirror,
Hear my plea:
Lock him up
And set me free.
For everything I fear I am
Is everything he is;
The more she looks into my eyes,
The more that she’ll see his.
She’ll run away from me in fear
Of everything he’s done —
All the while, my lack of tears
Reminds me that he’s won.
Mirror, Mirror,
Such disgrace,
All I see now
Is my face.

Miguel Alves is a Senior who is in his first year of Journalism. He decided to take the class because he likes to work with people that share his passion...
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