I remember the first time we locked eyes when my world was falling apart
The first time I felt close to someone
The first time that I was in the moment
The first time I was real
The first time I felt pure joy
I relied on you for so much
Cause I had nothing to gain
I felt like an outcast
But with you...with you I felt normal,
Was it all a dream I thought
Was this really happening?
Was this everything I ever dreamed of?
No...it was all a lie
Every good thing must come to an end, they said,
And it did
All a fantasy
Nothing could be this perfect
Not even a moment
That was the first and sadly the last,
Cause no matter how hard I try I would never be accepted
Even if it was you
All of the dreams and hopes I have held all my life
To hope, even dream
That someday
Someone
Could feel what I felt
It was only ever you I would imagine
When I was sad,
When I was lonely,
When I felt like there was no one else to turn to
It was always you
But who were you?
Why did I meet you?
Why did you give me hope?
Because it was my reflection in the mirror
My broken mirror...
Because it was only I I could ever trust
It was only my true self that made me happy
It was only me that could truly understand me
Only...
Me
By: Yours Truly
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My Broken Mirror
PoetryThis is about seeing yourself for who you truly are and accepting yourself. Just be you:)