Broken Mirrors

By , wappingers falls, NY
Who is this?

I see a girl, she hides behind her fear of judgement.

She won't let you see her cry,she'll fake a smile so you won't wonder.

She wears long clothes and cover up to hide her scars and shame.

She lurks in the shadows as to not have others stare.

She goes home to blasting music so no one hears her screams

She breaks mirrors as to not have to confront her self,

But while looking through the cracks, I can see this girl.

This broken down, scared,timid, upset and destroyed girl.

And this girl....

She's ..

Me.





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