written, posted & named: february 24, 2021 from 10:40-10:50p.m.
inspiration: thoughts when/after i looked in the mirror. when the sadness set in harder.
song: don't let me get me - p!nk
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look into the mirror,
what do i see?
....
a disgusting piece of **** staring at me.
a face that should be pretty,
but usually isn't to me
sad eyes, or are they empty?
all seems the same.
i see myself,
but i don't see what others see.
i see me, the real me,
the parts i've lost
and the useless, trashy parts i've gained.
i'm all here.
yet i'm not.
here i am!
my heart yells.
here i am.
my mind tells.
here i am.
my mouth can't seem to stay.
guess i'll just stay away.
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