When I look the mirror
I see a broken girl
She is beaten down
and doesn't want to move.
She has cried tears
But no one sees.
They think she is strong
And fearless.
But she only has one fear
And it has come true.
She has lost all those she cared about.
They left her without another look back
And yet,
She doesn't hate them
Or even dislikes them
It is a painful thing
In which she must face everyday.
She has to put on a smile
And 'be happy'
Or so her 'friends' say.
They expect her to flip a switch
And be happy.
But what if happiness truly does not exist?
What if it is an illusion created by our minds?
Like some sick,
Twisted joke.
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Poetry"Never apologize for being for being sensitive or emotional. Its a sign you have a big heart and you aren't afraid to let others see it. Showing your emotions is a sign of strength." ~ Bridgette Nicole Leave comments and stuff ❤💙💚💛💜💟💖💗💘💝
