Fractured image
I look in the mirror trying to see what it is everyone else sees when they look at me.
I have been told I am beautiful, but I don't see it.
What I see is pain and hurt that never seems to go away.
I see someone that no one seems to ever truly love or want.
A girl that has seen too much pain to ever truly be happy again.
I see nothing but a fractured image.
A shell of the strong vibrant woman I once was.
I am beyond broken.
I hate the person I see looking back at me.
I feel so weak.
I wonder how anyone could ever want me.
I get told I am beautiful, and sexy but I don't see it.
I see a fractured image of who I could be.
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