The Cracked Reflector

Staring in the cracked reflector She feels a powerful sense To make amends, to apologize And to commit recompense Struggling to find the words And spew her apologies far Her troubles are hardly over There’s nothing to apologize for They tell her and tell her and tell her again But believing is half of the cure She’s not a bad person, she hasn’t sinned Of that everyone is sure But to take it to heart And believe it for real They know that it’s hard And they simply feel That the effort and work And empathy Impossible to do through the apathy But maybe in days Or weeks or years She’ll see through the fog And finally hear The truth that’s been In front of her nose She might be unsure But the people know People are people Rarely good or bad And she’s a good friend People wish they had