I've changed so much over these last few months even the girl in the mirror doesn't know me anymore. Because all I do now is flip on people. The mask I've tried so hard to keep up has slipped.
I've dragged down everyone around me. I've made you not even wanna look at me. I've made me start to hate myself.
I can no longer look at myself because the girl in the mirror is going to judge me. Because I know I've dragged her down too. I need to pull my mask back up before she hates me just like you do
I don't know why I hate this poem so much. Even after writing it I still feel unsatisfied.