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Broken Mirror
I know that it hurts and you feel like a pawn,
You've cried and collapsed and you just can't go on.
I tried biting my tongue to help you get through,
But when I lost my words I lost myself too.
Your judgements are harsh, your expectations are tough,
I may not be perfect, but aren't I enough?
You made me look in a broken mirror;
the longer I looked, the more became clearer.
I said I was strong but you knew me too well,
you sent me to heaven but you put me through hell;
showed me the mirror when I thought I'd awoken,
and I, like the mirror, was easily broken.
I'm done with the hate and I'm done with the lies,
the back-handed compliments and long shower-cries.
Done hiding my body and shutting my mouth,
I locked myself away, and I want to get out.
I know that you suffer, but I'm in pain too,
I am strong, I am beautiful, I am worthy just as much as you.
But you made me look in a broken mirror;
the longer I looked, the more became clearer.
I said I was strong but you knew me too well,
you sent me to heaven but you put me through hell;
showed me the mirror when I thought I'd awoken,
and I, like the mirror, was easily broken.
What do I do? Should I be there for me, or be there for you?
When I suffer, you don't, but I won't, I won't.
I matter when you say I don't -
I'll rise back up when you think I won't -
Does it make you feel better? If it does, that's sad.
I wanted to help, but not when the price is all the confidence I ever had.
I won't trade me for you
I matter too
I remember
You made me look in a broken mirror;
the longer I looked, the more became clearer.
I said I was strong but you knew me too well,
you sent me to heaven but you put me through hell;
showed me the mirror when I thought I'd awoken -
I'm not a mirror, I won't be broken
I won't be broken.
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I had a friend who was like a broken mirror, always showing me the the most negative view of myself. She called me fat, short, shy, weird, basically preyed on all my insecurities to make herself feel better about her own. My heart goes out to anyone in a similar situation; you're not as alone as you may feel.