This mirror on the wall before me,
It believes it has me all figured out.
It shows me what I look like.
Pure and simple.
But it never shows me how I feel on the inside.
This mirror that is said to define us.
Its cracking.
Breaking away before my eyes and showing me how I truely feel.
I wish they would break like that too.
Everything that says you have to be that.
Shatter into a million pieces.
The mirror is gone.
They dont define me.
I am who I am.
Not even a mirror can change that.
{So I had a bad day at school...And so I'm basically venting my feelings through this. Sorry it sucks}