Reflection
My eyes don't even dare look at my reflection. It is not my outside that bothers me,
it's my inside. No one sees what I do not allow them to. I do not show them how I
really feel and I do not show them my true self. I fear that if I show them my true
self, that I will become vulnerable to them. If I do not share my heart, then I do not
have to deal with the inevitable pain of it breaking. Lately, I do not know what to
do. I feel myself becoming weak inside. I have allowed the outside world to
influence my emotions. Sometimes I feel that if we had no emotions, that we
would be alot better off. Emotions always end up ruining things and hurting us. I
wish I could just become hard on the inside so that it wouldn't hurt or bother me
any longer. If I had a shell around my heart then nothing could come close
enough to harm it. Nothing would hurt me ever again.
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