Reconfigured Mirror

Mon, 11/10/2014 - 20:23 -- Beckah

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YOU look at me and all you see

is messed up, distorted images

but when I look in the mirror,

I see the real me.

 

I see a quiet girl who came out of her shell

and now has a hell of a tale to share.

I see a woman who decided to take a stand,

and rely on herself instead of a man.

I see a Lady who chose to be selfless,

giving nothing less than everything she has.

 

In that mirror, I see a heart

that's been trampled, beaten, shattered, and torn

yet still contains boundless love, hope, and passion

with enough determination to reach the stars

 

so maybe it's YOU

who is misfigured, twisted, and grotesque

because--contrary to what you see--

when I look all I see is the very best of what's in me. 

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