Mirror, mirror,
so much i hate looking into the eyes of an imposter!
In this fucking mirror I see nothing but a fragile girl ready to break!
I see the girls mother beside her, AS HER OWN MOTHER TURNS HER BACK TO HER DAUGHTER! and leaving her further into the dark,
I see her father, in a far distance behind her, wanting to be accepted back into his daughters heart, but she wont allow him, for the closer he draws near, the weaker she will be.
enraged of a child, she sits in the darkness, with her head down low. A mere child and yet she is all alone, her mother not there to be with her. Her father, she wants nothing to do with him, and yet! do they not see the sadness she bears within side?
so i'll ask the imposter.
"is it really worth to put up a smile?"
YOU ARE READING
fixing shattered pieces
Cerita Pendekjust a bunch of stuff that goes threw my mind. has nothing to do with anything really, if you read this..enjoy.. just to let you know, this is not a story, kind of just my thoughts put into some kind of poems?
