Thoughts

Mirrors

Sometimes I just feel broken.

To put it simply,

I am.

But if you want to know more.

I am like a mirror.

Showing your reflection, how you want to see yourself.

Now imagine a sledgehammer.

And all of those people that try to tear you down or call you names are the sledgehammers.

Dark and heavy.

When a mirror is broken,

You get seven years of bad luck. 

And when all of those sledgehammers do those things to you.

You break.

But they are not the ones with bad luck.

You are.