Mirror
When I look in the mirror,
I ask who is that,
That person looking back at me,
I don't know them do you?
Is that who I have become?
If it is I hate who I am,
How did I become this?
I thought you're supposed to like who you are,m
Because if you are then I'm doing something wrong.
I can barley look in the mirror,
When I do I wanna scream,
I wanna smash the mirror into pieces,
I feel like the mirror is trying to trick me.
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