A million pieces that make a puzzle
Of a girl who’s strong, yet weak and fragile.
So broken and frightened to give her all,
After feeling like a used rag doll.
Days turned to months and months turned to years,
Until she finally found herself breaking down in tears.
Tears of light that gave her time to cope,
And realizing that there was still hope.
The hope she found couldn’t be any clearer,
Because right there all along was a 360 degree mirror.
Still up like walls and a shield of protection,  
Stands a girl staring at her own distorted reflection.
No one, but her will ever have that control
Of loving herself for all the pieces that make her whole.