I looked into the mirror
And much to my dismay
I didn't see meI see a girl
Who looks like me
Acts like me
And pretends to be me
But is a shell of what once wasShe is sad
Broken
Depressed
Anxious
Lonely
Anti-SocialMaybe she is more like me than I thought
I looked into the mirror
And much to my dismay
I saw myselfA shell of what could've of been...
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Waving Through A Window
Poetry**While these poems reference suicide and self harm, they are in no way meant to promote it!! Read at your risk** When I look outside my window I don't get no peace of mind... Sequel: "Fading From Your Mind"