Reflection

You look at me and see a girl
With so much love to offer.

But when I look at my reflection
I wonder why I bother.

I should stop with this charade
And just throw in the towel.

I would if I could
But i don't know how.

by Laura Strom

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This explains me a lot i completely smashed my mirror one day i was being bullied and i couldn't take it anymore they would always call mr ugly and stuff so one day i came home through my stuff at the mirror and it broke anyways 10/10 as usual great poem saving to my faves