My Reflection

I stood there crying ,
Over at that corner .
With my eyes fixed ,
On that pail of muddy water .

I rubbed my cheeks ,
To dry my tears .
Pain in my ruby eyes ,
As it shone all my fears .

Once in a while ,
I would just walk over .
To stare and look ,
Over the dirty water .

Unless someone comes along ,
Or things will never change .
That pail of water ,
The dirt will just remain .