"What do you want?"
I ask that girl
Who stands and stares
So blankly at me.
But she doesn't have any words,
Any sounds, or any emotions,
Hardly a sign of life
Except for her eyes.

They plead for me
To understand her.
They burn with light
That I can't feel,
But I remember
From somewhere.
It's still there.

And if I stare back long enough,
But not too long, you understand,
I recognize a piece that used to be.
And if I hold my mouth just right,
I can put it where it goes,
And come one step closer
To being the real me.

-jenn