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Staring into the Mirror
I stare into the mirror
Wondering what everyone sees
They see everything but what I really am
A whore, and nothing else
I stare there, into the mirror
While everyone tells me what they think I am
Beautiful, caring, everything that I’m not
I see the truth
A whore who hides behind makeup
Hoping to look good
Hiding that she isn’t good enough
That she doesn’t belong
Hoping no one will ever see
I stare there, into the mirror
A tear running down my pale cheek covered in makeup
Showing the truth of what I am
