November 7, 2011

Away From The Mirror

You are beautifully flawed.
An immaculate mistake.
Inside and out, you're messed up,
but that's what makes you you.
You're a work of art covered in dust,
once loved but quickly forgotten.
You shouldn't be so sad.
You have everything you could ever want.
But still, you cry yourself to sleep every night,
feeling unloved and ridiculed.
No one to call your own,
no one to call you theirs.
Disregarded by your "father"
and mocked by your dad.
No where to turn,
except away from the mirror.

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