My Mirror

by J'Wellsgriefself worthdark night
Sometimes I don't like what I see, Whether looking in the mirror or inside of me. The reflection of my life got me stuck in the past. While living for the moment, I was moving too fast. Others' influence is what guided my life. Trying to reach their expectations is what blinded my sight. Searching for a path that would lead to happiness, Empty hole in my heart, but my façade was fabulous.

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