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Break the fucking mirror

I don't like what I see

I hate the person staring

Straight back at me



I am filthy. I deserve no respect. I am the lowest I can be. Happiness for me is nothing I espect. Everyday it's the same old shit. I dance at the strip club, then I rome around on the streets. In one night, there is about 50 guys that I meet. Do what I gotta do for money. I need it to buy drugs. I know what I do is bad. Well at least I am not a thug.



Break the fucking mirror

I don't like what I see

I hate the person staring

Straight back at me



Three o'clock in the morning. My dirty deeds are through. Let me sniff the last of this coke. I have nothing else better to do. Run myself a hot bath. It makes the effects last longer. I need a bottle of Rum. I don't want to be sober any longer. Look at myself in the mirror. I am no longer pretty. I destroyed my whole body. Look down on me with pity.



Break the fucking mirror

I don't like what I see

I hate the person staring

Straight back at me



Why do I keep doing this? I am so depressed. I should just committ suicide. My life is worthless. Black circles around my eyes. My skin is turning colors. I no longer like who I am. My happy side is undiscovered. I don't like who I have become. I need to make a change. I need to ask someone for help. If not, I will go insane.



Break the fucking mirror

I don't like what I see

I hate the person staring

Straight back at me