Sometimes i look into the mirror only to see a sad excuse of existence. Atleast the mirror isnt in pieces. Even if it was it wouldnt hurt as much as the thing looking into it. Do you ever drown in such faded hope for something better. Sometimes all these other beings come into your life and all they do is shatter those pieces more. And when those pieces start to hurt they break them even more and its the fault of those shattered pieces. Maybe it is the mirror thats wrong. Maybe if it wasnt so breakable things would be so much better. Maybe if it didnt exist things would be better. But remember, if that mirror didnt exist, the thing looking into it wouldnt see what really matters.