She thought she saw a monster's face
That looked into her eyes
Trapped behind
The mirror's glass
A nightmare born of lies
When she looked out the window, too,
She saw it yet again
And turned away
But still she feared
That people could see in
She wrapped a blanket 'round herself
And thought that she could hide
But no escape
From curious eyes
No matter how she tried
So she pulled shut the curtains
And she sewed them all up tight
She kept outside
The people's gaze
But also blocked the light
But still she saw that face she feared
When mirrors she did pass
She covered them
With heavy sheets
So couldn't see the glass
She lived out all her days like that
No mirrors, curtains closed
And never knew
This single truth—
That she was beautiful.
~© Andrea Grace
They took my notebook— burned it up!
And my computer too!
'Cause I had written things they thought
No person but them knew
Their secrets all were in there
(It's true I snooped around)
And all the plans they had conceived.
They hid, but then I found!
I looked through filing cabinets
I had to break some codes
I may have hacked computers,
And I might have stolen notes
'Til finally I had it all—
Their whole entire plot!
I was about to tell the world
But found that I could not!
They broke into my house (the fiends!)
My proof, my records— gone
They think that they can force me to
Just shut up and move on
But they don't know me well enough.
They left one thing behind.
They took my notes; but their mistake—
They left me with my mind!
~© Andrea Grace
