One of the Girls in the Mirror

Looking at your broken past,

slipping between the shards of glass.

All you do is try to be perfect yet,

you're only good for second best. 

Your tears are electric shocks,

all your secrets have broken locks.

You're everything a person can hate,

he said he'd be here for you but hes always late.

I follow you down the concrete stone,

you light a cigarette and you look fully grown. 

It's not my place to talk anymore so I walk away,

from this experience I have nothing to gain.

The ending is getting nearer

I just ended my battle with the mirror.

Reviews

[twinklestar]

Sweet

[violetta york / nicki elle]

;) thank you!