when I look in the mirror
it scares me to death to see my reflection
am I as worthless as society deems
one who merely exists during the day
and wishes nightfall would come quicker
so I could hide my ugly face
from the blazing glares.
the window to my soul
a one way mirror I cannot see out
where people can see the rotting insides
so much rejection and pain
from these lying voyeurs
cracked and twisted
spectrum ascue
a simple punch
a loud smash
and that ugly reflection
is no more than a shattered mirror.
Kendall Oliphant 2010
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