The Ghost of 14-Year-Old Me
- Kavi Shahnawaz
- Dec 10, 2025
- 1 min read
What looks back from the mirror is a scare
No matter how hard I try, I can't make it go away
That traumatized girl follows me everywhere.
My reflection and I are a dangerous pair
Making myself bleed is the price that I pay
What looks back from the mirror is a scare.
Whenever I go out, I always beware
Though a brave face is what I display
That traumatized girl follows me everywhere.
To move on from the past, I cut my hair
Yet I still feel nothing compelling me to stay
What looks back from the mirror is a scare
They say I belong, but I don't know where
I wonder if my only purpose is being men's prey
That traumatized girl follows me everywhere.
All of this suffering is so unfair
My life is lived solely in shades of gray
What looks back from the mirror is a scare
That traumatized girl follows me everywhere.
