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I broke my mirror one time because I didn't know who was staring back at me. She never looked right no matter how hard I tried or how much paint I poured. I stepped on a piece of glass from the mirror after thrashing my room. I sat down and picked up the shattered mirror I still didn't recognize her but she blinked each time I blinked She looked tired and weary She looked worn and torn She looked beat up I tried to touch her skin but she cowered in fear She was scared of me and I wondered why Then I remembered all the times I hit her. Slap after slap. Punch after punch Your tummy isn't flat enough Your waist is too wide Your thighs are too big Your eyes are also big Your lips gosh You look horrible today That is why they don't notice you Clear your cry lines Smile!! Be soft you're too harsh Keep quiet they don't care That girl in the mirror She survived and overcame Her biggest oppressor was me And I was her I was her biggest hater yet she stayed Because she's all I'll ever have in this life and the next The very reflection of who I really am I can't truly run from it no matter how much I hide
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Nov 25, 2025
Nov 25, 2025 at 2:37 AM UTC
THE GIRL IN THE BROKEN MIRROR
I broke my mirror one time because I didn't know who was staring back at me. She never looked right no matter how hard I tried or how much paint I poured. I stepped on a piece of glass from the mirror after thrashing my room. I sat down and picked up the shattered mirror I still didn't recognize her but she blinked each time I blinked She looked tired and weary She looked worn and torn She looked beat up I tried to touch her skin but she cowered in fear She was scared of me and I wondered why Then I remembered all the times I hit her. Slap after slap. Punch after punch Your tummy isn't flat enough Your waist is too wide Your thighs are too big Your eyes are also big Your lips gosh You look horrible today That is why they don't notice you Clear your cry lines Smile!! Be soft you're too harsh Keep quiet they don't care That girl in the mirror She survived and overcame Her biggest oppressor was me And I was her I was her biggest hater yet she stayed Because she's all I'll ever have in this life and the next The very reflection of who I really am I can't truly run from it no matter how much I hide
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Nov 25, 2025
Nov 25, 2025 at 2:37 AM UTC
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