Reflection

I can see her, staring back, through the mirror. She looks just like me. I touch her, but she is cold and hard. She smiles when i smile, and cries with me, only her world is silent, and mine filled with noise. I used to think she wanted to be like me, but now, I want to be her- she is stronger than me. Often I've wondered if mirrors can reflect not only what is outside, but inside as well, for I fear I would see a monster, staring back at me. I cannot hurt her, though I have tried she doesn't feel any pain, and I can scream, and call her names for hours on end, until I collapse a lifeless puppet on the floor, but still she follows me, everywhere