The Writer In Me, Wants You To Know

The Writer In Me, Wants You To Know 7/31/2021 Mom, they called me  I was only nineteen listening to everyone talk about their problems They hauled so many burdens until I was able to release them.  What about my problems? I sit in front of my mirror  talking to a face looking back at me  working through our problems together.  Their burdens become my burdens  I work through them all by talking to the face in the mirror. Lonely, as I sit and cry to my therapist in the mirror Only nineteen and in college getting a degree  I do not want to be the therapist   Because I am the one who needs therapy   The mirror is going to break as it is full of secrets  No one knows that the girl behind the mirror is desperate  For a therapist.