I see the hate i see the shame i see disappointment written on your face. "Why you" "why me" are what we ask each other. I reflex to cover my ears when it gets to loud but i am numb to the core. The numbness is a symtom of the words spit at me... . Disappointment. I go deeper into my shell so i dont have to feel. I dont want to live with the memory your sinfull eyes... I want to step back but scared of what might happen or what i might see. looking in the mirror is how i live.. How we all live. To stand there and look... Really look at yourself... To know that this is me... And thats what will always disappoint you... And i want to get past myself and turn mirrors into windows to open up and draw in the outside... But i am a single mirror with too many cracks... Never to see whats really me or whats to show... I guess we all have secrects, lies, and cracks...but it doesnt mean we have to live in them. To see you disappoited makes me want to push and shove, to go harder, faster. So hate me, shune me, but just remeber me when i break through the glass!
