Broken Mirror

I let people get the best of me I let little things get the best of me I look at the mirror just to find Missing pieces It doesn't make sense I close my eyes then see flashing lights It's like the block my path My mind is constantly shifting Am I still human I'm not sure if life will ever be fair I guess I'll just be a broken woman I've become a fairy tale with lots of lies, made up smiles , broken inside heart filled with fair. I'm in a Hunt, to finding the real me The best me The me who is not comparable besides me.