Sometimes I feel like breaking mirrors.

Shattering them into a million pieces.

So I don't have to see myself.

To ponder what others see.

They see beauty,

when all I see is me.

Just plain, simple me.

Sometimes the mirror and I,

we spend too much time together.

Minutes turn into hours,

as I stand infront of the mirror.

Picking apart my every attribute.

I cannot see what they see.

I want to be the girl they see.

But all I am,

is just plain, simple me.