Despising You

Touch of glass in my hand

It hits the mirror 

Just like it always has

Hate fills me, again and again

The girl who I hate, looks at me

Eyes blue as oceans

Hair red as fire

Disgust shows threw

Hand comes down

Crystal flies

My pain filled scream fills the night

Will I ever be free?

Or will it always be her I see?

I am her mirror image

How I wish I wasn't 

The mother I despise

But we look so alike

Its her fault I am messed up

Its her fault

And she just walks away despite it all
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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