Mirror, Mirror on my wall,
I just want to be thin, pretty and tall.
Mirror, Mirror if I change my hair,
Maybe someone will start to care?
Mirror, Mirror if I starve myself,
At least I'll be beautiful, forget my health.
Mirror, Mirror if I cut my wrist,
Will I feel like I exist?
Mirror, Mirror can't you see?
What you show is ruining me...
For far too long it has watched her cry,
So the mirror decided to reply:
"What you think you see? It isn't true.
This misery is found inside of you.
Don't lock yourself in a broken soul,
Or I promise you one day, you'll lose all control."
~todayweareyoung15~
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Sad Poems
कविताa variety of losses, regrets, and depression wrapped into a mess of a poem book started: 04.29.15 completed: 06.24.19 a book that has existed almost as long as I have on here. thank you for giving my story a chance (my apologies if some are really c...
