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When I look in the mirror,

What do I see, you ask

The answer though is not that simple,

No, defining it is a complex task



Though here I will give it my best

Leave it up to all the rest

To mark what I see with honesty or lies

But I digress and give it a try



When I look in the mirror,

What do I see?



I see a girl who lets insecurities seep from her pours

A burnt out soul, searching for something more

I see all the mistakes and all the failures, that never  let me be

And that is just part of all the things I see



I see eyes stained with mascara, from the night before,

When I cried endlessly, it seemed, from a heart that is sore

I see a girl who tries to go forward, but keeps getting pulled back

She wants to become better but continues to walk on the wrong path



I see a deep and eternal pit of emptiness

Which never seems to want to go away

I see the hurt when I stare into my eyes

And a heart too full of anger to pray



I see all the imperfections, that others would find endearing

To me that are far from anything worthy

I see all the things that I would like to change,

And still I don’t seem to have the strength



I see a girl, who does not know who she is,

Stuck inside a world of confusion

Wanting to know what will ease the doubts festering inside

I see the scars that have helped me to survive



Sometimes I wish I could break the mirror,

Watch the shards of glass shatter and fall to the floor

Envision my reflection dissipate as the pieces land

Then pick up a piece of the jagged glass in my hand



There is one lingering thing that I have yet to see

In the reflection staring back at me

And that one thing, I fear will never be

                            BEAUTY