I look into the mirror, the view
oh so clear.
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who's the fairest of them all?
Who's the brightest to rule them all?
Who's the greatest to conquer them all?
Show me all the things I wish to see.
Show me all the things I wish to be.
Feed me. Lick me. Kiss me.
But what's in front I see
is my mirror lying to me.
Is my mirror broken?
For I see no reflection
of me.
Oh, weary.
So very.
I look into the mirror, where do I go
from here?
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Forsaken Soul - Book of Dark Poetry
PoetryA collection of my (dark) poems. Some if not all poems are very depressing, you have been warned. This collection touches lots of personal issues I've experienced growing up - depression, teenage angst, broken relationship, hate, eating disorder, bu...
