Eye Of The Camera

Reflections are rather scary i think.
When i was little i would stand infront of a mirror for hours trying to catch my own reflection out. I used to jump up, but it always used to know when to jump, i used to run away from the mirror, then back on, but she was there watching me, laughing at the same time as me and managing to breathe the same breath i do.
I used to be scared of the girl in the reflection, i thought she was horrible, fat, ugly. I would make fun of her and make her cry and run away. I would run away with the guilt of what i gave the poor girl. She was the looser, the one who didnt know how to be cool.
I hated her.