Reflection

I see my reflection, which is never good enough,
I look into her brown eyes and give her some tough love,
Walking past the windows, wishing I could fly like Peter Pan,
Wanting to stay in Neverland, but there is my reflection once again, 
What does she want to tell me, why does she never leave?
I don't recognize her, maybe it's just deceit,
And with my head in the clouds, I'm walking straight home,
No one to bother me, I'd just be on my own,
But I feel her presence, even when I bend down,
I'm just tying my shoelaces, but in the tiling ,I see her now,
I pull hair out of my head, and scream throughout my soul,
I want this reflection to leave me, it is now my only goal,
Although she looks just like me, I really can't be her,
I can't tell if she is mocking me, maybe she's nice, I'm just not sure,
But right now I don't want any reflection of me, catching my eye,
All it does is remind me of how dissapointed I am, how much I wish to die,
Reflections are not always easy, we might not always see what we want,
But it chases us, and we can't run from it, it's the never ending hunt,
We can see reflections in others, and even in some things 
We can read reflections in books, or hear it when someone sings,
We don't always want to remember, what our hearts don't want to feel,
And we might not always want to face it, but through reflecting,
We will.