I sit here
Looking at myself
In the mirror
And all I see
Is someone
I don't know
Someone hiding
Behind a mask
That no longer fits
Someone so broken
That she no longer
Makes any sense...
Just a jumbled
Mess of features
That don't fit
With who she
Thought she was
And who she
Longs to be...
I wish I could
Live in the world
On the other side of
The mirror
The antithesis
Of this world
Where pain and rage
Are constant companions
And all that I love
Are estranged
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