the real me

the real me

A Poem by ~forever broken~

who is this person i look at in the mirror?

she looks tired.

it couldn't be me.

 

so who is this girl i look at in the mirror?

this girl has cuts and bruises all over i don't.

it couldn't be me.

 

so who is this girl i look at in the mirror?

her makeup is smeared down her face from her tears.

it couldn't be me.

 

so who is this girl i look at in the mirror?

she has a broken heart

it couldn't be me

 

so who is this girl i look at in the mirror?

she looks so lonly and hurt

it couldn't be me.......

 

BUT IT IS ME!

© 2012 ~forever broken~


Author's Note

~forever broken~
the old me is coming back bye scares and broken hearted

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hang in there love. rehabilitation from a broken heart is one of the hardest things. I should know. I had mine ripped out and almost killed me.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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