I write simply to express myself.
The Mirror I look in the mirror but what do I see? A troubled girl with a crippling past Who is happy with her life now, But not her experiences. As I look in the mirror I feel the blood rushing to my face, I did nothing wrong But yet I bleed. Looking back at me in the mirror Is the little girl who was abused and neglected, I can hear her crying, But yet there is no sound. I stand there amazed at the woman That little girl has become, So frail and damaged Yet beautiful beyond her scars.
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