Reflection

Glass meets my eyes
Inferior feelings inside.
What meets me there
Is simple and plain
Yet so different
Something so horrible
Words can't explain.
Words of hate and ugliness voice inside my head
The dread of meeting them again today
Is too much to bear
Cause the truth in my well being
Of the once called beauty
Is vanishing.

A/n : We are all beautiful and wonderfully made, please remember that, and
if this poem relates to you somehow, God can heal you from your hurts, all
you have to do is ask Him :)

Bless you all.