As pieces of glass

Fall to the floor

She watches over me, no more

My world is broken

Like the pieces of the mirror

Although my vision is cloudy

I could not see any clearer

It took a while to be happy

But that I am

Hurt no more, I no longer see ugliness

I am no longer an eye sore

I see a new beauty in me, that I've never seen

I pretended to be that version of me

Previously

Now I've found the real me

The me that I am truly ment to be

Who am I?

Some may ask

I am Mary, the real her

I am no longer wearing a mask

I am free

From misery

Once lost

Newly found

Once a bad girl

Who was surely hell bound

Once broken

Now put together

I am a bird

Who flocks to no feather

My heart and my soul

Have felt no better

Shattered that I was

Mary I am