Mirror

Look at me?
What do you see?
Fun, smiles, fire, passion?
Faked all I could rassion.
In the mirror, stained and broken.
Lies the sole, the solid token.
The once who fears, cries, and shakes.
The odd one....theres no debate.
The one who's burdens weigh so heavy.
You wouldnt know, hidden so cleaverly.
The one with pain.
Who has no flame.
Expressions on the faces of the people unknown.
They all turn this girl to stone.
The one with the heart...missing a piece.
The one with scarred wrists, no feeling of fleece.
And tear stained cheeks......