Mirror

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She bites her lip
While she looks in the mirror
She tells herself it'll be alright
That her life will turn around

Her smile says that this is true
But her eyes tell her she's headed for doom
She looks at the mirror
And then realizes the lie
Everything is not alright
Everything is not fine

She punches her reflection
Then falls to the ground
She looks at the her hand
It's covered in blood

Her eyes look dead
Her head is filled with so many thoughts
She looks at her scars
And wonders where she belongs
She cries and holds on to her knees
She rocks back and forth
She's trying to stop the tears

The sad part is....
When she gets off the ground and looks in the mirror
I realize the girl is me...

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