(A/N: hiya! um kinda depressing sorry...)

ugly

such a terrible word

who can help it?

it's a terrible world

standing in the mirror

and staring at the face

once made of smooth beautiful glass

now with so many so many cracks it may break

throwing stones at the mirror

wishing she could no longer see

the horror shining out through the mirror

the horrors haunting all her dreams.

others tell her she's beautiful

but she will never see

the beauty that she is in her heart and her soul

the beauty i wish i could be.

i see the same in my own looking glass

gazing at the reflection in the gleam of the light

a mirror once smooth now sporting many cracks

i only throw stones to escape, i want out of the fight

i can see past it to every waiting face

a barrier made in my own little mind

unbreakable

unbreachable

they're right there

yet unreachable

all i can see is my own twisted reflection in the glass

and who knows how long that'll last?

💛