I look in the mirror
And I see an image
Someone very familiar
But not me
A Person whom I use to be
Someone not scarred
Someone unhurt
someone who hasn't been called any words
Someone closer to living
Someone farther from death
She doesn't worry about pain
She worries about having fun every day
But this isn't me anymore
I can't turn back from whence I came
So now I have to live in shame
Covered whith my scars
Living with an empty heart
Looking at that image of me
Remembering who I use to and can't be
Copyright 2005 broken_spirit
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