Bruised

Thu, 10/23/2014 - 18:15 -- embem19

Look me in the eyes,

tell me what you see.

Do you see a happy girl?

Or the demons that control me?

Do you feel my pain?

My jealousy? My guilt?

Maybe now you'll understand

why I have the walls I've built.

Do you see what I see?

The girl in the mirror?

Does it make you feel scared?

Does it make you feel fear?

Step into my body,

tell me you feel good.

Can you say it honestly?

'Cause I never could.

Now step back again,

and tell me what you see.

I'm no longer a strong girl,

I'm the girl no one wants to be.

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