When I Look In the Mirror
When I look in the mirror a hurt girl is what I see
A past of addiction, pain and trauma staring back at me
A victim!? No! That I will never be..
But a survivor is what I try to tell the girl staring back at me.
When I look in the mirror the words I’ve been told is what I see
Crazy, and psycho are just a few they’ve said to me
A victim!? No! That I am definitely not
But a survivor, I tell myself to give it another shot
When I look in the mirror beautiful is not what I see
All the other women he likes are staring back at me
A victim!? Hell no! That I will never be
But I am a survivor- and I’m worthy- but beautiful he will never see
When I look in the mirror why the hell do I care what they think of me!?
I am beautiful, loving, and caring who care that they don’t see!
Becauae when I look into the mirror , I AM ME!
and this is who I will always be!
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