A Million Shards (Part 2)

This repulsive weakness simply won’t do,

After all, you wouldn’t want to be weak, would you?

Go away.

Back to the door, I sit at my mirror,

Still feeling the monster, all in my space

Repeating the battering words of this world

As I try and fail to keep a brave face

What do you want from me?

It just ignores my questions,

Sickly sweet once more

My reflection displayed before us,

Too tired to fight it anymore

Bit heavy on the concealer, don’t you think?

I know.

Bit heavy in general, you’re about to sink.

I know.

Look at you, who would have thought?

Little Miss Perfect, all ripped apart.

I know.

Pathetic. No one will ever love you.

I know.

Not even yourself.

The tears should be tumbling down by now,

Someone, everyone, trampling my dreams!

But consider before your worries,

Before you question me