that can't be true
that can't be me
i am broken yet beautiful
i am lost yet i know where i am
i am scarred yet loved
that can't be me
a star filled beauty yet destoryed by hate
shining so bright only cracks appear dull
you told me it's the way you saw me
destoryed yet priceless
frigale yet strong
strength yet vulnerable
that is how you see me?
you left me a note to tell me
it's not a picture it's a mirror
all along what i saw in the painting
was the real me whole time
me beside my friends and family
the way you saw me was the way
you helped show me to see
it's not a picture it's a mirror
of what's outside and the inside
it's not a picture it's a mirror
i was nothing yet i was everything
i may not matter to some,but to someone i matter
i was hollow yet i held so much inside
it's not a picture it's a mirror
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Poems
PoetryDO NOT PUT LINKS IN THE COMMENTS!!!!!Just so it is clear this is the only book i have actually put any effort into putting together.So it may not be the best,but i tried.The poems included in here are a way for me to vent about things.They are a way...
