When I look into the mirror I see someone.
I see the little girl that I once was.
I see a face of pain, I see that sad reality that was my own.
I see years of bullying.
Then, I look again.
I see the new girl.
I see the girl smarter then she looks.
I also see the girl picked on again.
I see the new wounds making the old ones worse.
I see the changes that I tried to hide from.
Now, I look one last time.
I see me.
I see the girl who struggles alone with her problems.
I see a girl starved from love.
I see someone who is scared to look for a real friend.
I see trust issues.
I see a girl still hiding.
I see a girl who sheds tears daily.
I see someone lost.
I see the girl that is not as smart as she once was.
I see the girl locked with chains of despair.
I see what damage I blame myself for.
I see myself slipping.
I see defeat.
And before I look again,
I break the mirror.