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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Other · #1945539
A poem I wrote about self reflection
Truth

I stood in front of a mirror
Just seeing what I could see
All I really saw was a reflection
Staring back at me

I didn’t see the hope I had
I somehow missed the joy
All I saw was desperation
To be some lovers toy

The smile I once had was gone
All innocence was lost
I’d be whatever he wanted
No matter the cost

These brown eyes didn’t sparkle
I shined no more
For all there really is to me
Is a dirty, filthy whore

I look in the mirror
Staring back at me
A lost soul, a stranger
A face I never know, but always see

Always so critical of what others do
Never seeing the layers, Never pushing through
Always so innocent, Never to blame
Once you see through this, you’re never the same

I treated people so badly
Always putting me first
Always got what I wanted
No matter who it hurt

Now when I look in the mirror
I’m ashamed to see
The cold, selfish person
That really is me
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