Mirrors reflect who you are,
and how you are seen to the world.
I'm glad mirrors,
and the world can't see my inside.
Inside is how you see yourself.
In my internal mirror I see:
I'm stupid.
I'm confused.
I'm numb.
I can't get attached,
I can't let go.
I can't make up my mind.
I want him back;
I like you;
I want to be alone.
I'm a mess.
Everyone needs to stop thinking
that this isn't my fault.
This is all my fault.
I'm acting terribly.
This isn't me.
This isn't how I want to be portrayed.
I wish everyone would forget that I exsist and just let me be alone.
It's what I deserve.
I want to be alone, isolated.
I want no one to like, want me.
I'm sorry.
But most choose to look away.