Looking in the mirror,
she hates what she sees,

a girl who's sad and depressed,
and what she doesnt want to be.

Arms covered in scars,
hair dark and matted,

tears running down her face,
by her own reflection she's saddened.

Just looking at her eyes,
she can see the hurt and pain.

Wish there was a way to erase it,
but her memory's already stained.

She smashes the mirror,
and looking at the jagged glass,

hopes that the way she is,
will soon be over and pass.
 
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