The mirror on the bathroom wall

It shows the truth

The dark truth

In the mirror I see a girl

Decked in white

The bags below her eyes,

Have drooped lower

Have darkened

Her arm is raised

It carries a flag

A white flag

Like the British at

The battle of Yorktown

She wants to wave it

To surrender

But there's a masked figure

A hero

That's holding her arm still

Close to taking the white flag away

Every morning

I watch the mirror

Waiting for the battle to end

The battle between the girl in white, and the masked hero

Between surrender and hope

Between life and death