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.