She knew she used to cut she knew that It WAS wrong she knew she had no friends she knew she was a nobody she knew that taking her life would be stupid and that was not how she wanted to be remembered she wanted everyone to know how she felt she felt sad and depressed cause everyone hated her and made her feel like nothing she knew how they felt they felt hatred for her she wanted to die everyday going to school cause I'd all they would do is drown her In a pool she hid her wrist under a sleeve and took a blade to the bathroom she was stupid for cutting g bit it can't hurt it felt good she could take the pain out on herself she knew that they hated her and they knew she hated her and she knew she is a failure and a ***** up and that is not new

I have to ask
How's he better than me?
Why did you chose him,
Instead of me?

I don't want to know,
Cause it'll break my heart,
You won't say it,
And I won't mention it,
But we both know
He's better than me.

He's got something
You won't let go,
Something brighter
Something better

I have to ask,
Will you be mine again?

You reflected your pain but is was too much that it broke the mirror ,now we can't fix the pieces because there were too many.

Your heartstrings got played like a symphony but we never heard a sound because it faded once it reached our ears.

You try to explain but all we understand is venom ,you say it was a mistake but now you live in the mistake .

Your tides dragged you down you drowned before you could swim .....why angel? Asked the mirror we are all fools for trying not to listen.

I don't care who you are, if you judge people for a living then I recommend that you take a long good look at your life because if you are taking that time out of your life to criticize other people for being someone that they want to be then you need to fix yourself. Fix your mind set. Fix the way you see the world because who ever taught you that being yourself is wrong did not teach you right. I will not judge you for wanting to be a different gender. I will not judge you for your beliefs and religions. I will not judge you for the clothes you wear or the music you listen too so why the **** should you be able to judge me? I as so sick of being looked at and automatically labeled. If I wanted to be labeled then I would label myself.

I texted you one time, to ask if your sister was home.
You said, "Yup."
I asked if you could ask her to text me, since I don't have her number.
You said, "Sure."
I said, "Thanks."
That was the entire conversation between us.
It felt weird, sending you a text.
And your replies made me feel even worse.
It was obvious that you didn't care about hearing from me.
Besides, I asked you to do one thing, and you did nothing.
I got no text from your sister, nor did I get her number.
It's nice to know how much you care about me, your friend.
And more than that, you couldn't even text back "Hi" or "Hello".
If anything, you could've given me an honest answer, but you didn't.
I guess I won't be texting you for anything anymore.
Bye.

I am so accustomed to the fact that no one gives a ****.
No one really cared.
They were never my friends.
They pity me and tolerate me.
I'm annoying and useless.
They don't want me around because I'm not good enough.
But they'd never know,
As the smile on my face,
Just as fake as them.

I don't understand. Was I born to be a mirror?
To let the world see themselves through the shards of my broken heart?
To break into smaller and smaller pieces, cutting into the fingers of anyone who tries to help.
I am mirror, hurting and hurting in a endless pool of sharp edges.

I tried to keep my head high,
Looking at the clouds and shaping them into dreams.
One was a smile, the other was love.
Yet they left me to join the sun.

I was only there to reflect its rays,
I am only here to reflect smiles and love in monotone eyes of glass.
Vanity can't light up the dark without destroying the light in someone else.
Take away my light, will you? Just drown me in your continuum of black holes.

There are four babies born every second.
Two leave. Two live.
One of them is a mirror to reflect the other.
The other shines in full glory around a sea of blue.

I was born a ******* mirror.
A piece of junk thrown at the end of a driveway when it broke.
I am a mirror sitting at the end of the curb,
awaiting for the muffled roars of a garbage truck.

I am a broken mess that weeps
in the blood of your polished red pumps.
in the rust of your pre-made punk earrings.
in the tears of your pearl necklaces.

Oh mister, oh miss,
Can you see yourself in me?
Please, don't throw me away.
I'm broken, I know, but I can fix myself.

Please mister.
Please miss.
Don't leave me. Make me feel special.
Make me feel me.

Mister?
Miss?
Didn't you hear that?

No. Please. Don't throw me away.
Give me a chance.
My shards could serve for something.
Anything. Please.

Please.

I know I'm a mirror.
But I bleed too.

you filled me up to the brim with a soothing feeling of hope and safety.

on the cap goes and we're off to a new destination once again.

into my seat i sit with an empty space for someone like me to the left. the space is taken by receipts and memories of our travels. how nice to know i'm the only one.

you ***** the cap off, take a sip, on the cap goes and i'm back in my special spot. i'm no longer filled to the brim.

your boyfriends house. i'll just sit on the bench while you enjoy his company.

you come over, ***** the cap off, take a gulp, on the cap goes and i'm back on the bench. i'm half empty now.

i'm growing tired. my energy is disintegrating. it's inside you now.

it's time to leave? finally. you pick me up, hold me to your car, you throw me on the passenger seat and to home we go. i'm getting less important now.

we're at a red light, ***** the cap off, swallow me up, on the cap goes and i'm on the passenger seat again. i'm empty now.

you pick me up, realise i'm empty, put me down and frown.
"well this is no use to me now" you say... you walk over to your trash can, throw me in and close the lid.

oh, i see. you are done with using me i guess. have fun with your other water bottle.

I saw you walk away from me, your eyes like burnt pastries
Tasteless was your gaze and tainted was your smirk.
I saw the last of your silk locks, saving themselves from my satin ruffles.
Useless was the lingerie I'd run my fingers through when you'd lean closer.
You told me my smile was the sun, yet you left in your spacecraft
Flirting with the stars, you left my glowing figure in a mist veil of polluted smoke.
You said I would drown in each lingering kisses, deep in a sea promised to never dry up.
You held me down with your addicting anchor; tempting was your touch and hopeful was your blush.

I saw you walk away,
Tasteless;
Tainted;
Useless;
Refugee;
Polluted;
Suffocating;
Add­icting;
Hopeful.

I love you.