I look at myself through the smudged glass
Wondering if people see me how I see myself
I see a girl
A girl who is slowly destroying herself
A girl who has no will anymore
She has no passion
She has no dreams
The girl in the mirror cant see herself ever being whole again
There are pieces of this girl scattered throughout the world
Tears that fell on the pavement of the park
Drops of blood that fell from her wrist
People will now see me the same way i see myself, a broken girl who left this world
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Author:
Invisible Scars (
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