Mirror mirror on the wall who's the fairest of them all?
I used to do this and giggle when the Mirror didn't change
Now I let out a sadistic laugh
I know that my 'magic' mirror must be broken
It shows me the truth, my fat thighs and chubby stomach, my round face and flat hair. It shows me the truth but it doesn't change its appearance when I ask this question. It keeps my unkept furry eyebrows, my tiny nose, my jacked up teeth that will never be straight. My scarred filled body fills the mirror and no many how many times I ask, it won't show me the answer
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Songs/Poems Written by Me
PoesiaThese are some songs and poems I have written. There are a bunch of different things that may be triggering to some. I have many that talk about suicide, depression, bullying, abuse etc. If this triggers you please do not read my poems/songs. Also t...
