mirror, mirror

until twelve
i could believe in you
believe i was part of you
miming. Dancing. funny or sad
i loved you every day

at sixteen, sixteen
i chose to make my character
eyes blue. Cheeks blushed. lips pink
i began to doubt you

twenty, twenty
i saw in others
what i couldn't find in you

mirror, mirror
you're a liar

By Singaporean poet, Chung Yee Chong