mirror mirror on the wall

You see, I never saw how beautiful I truly was because I was relying on a broken mirror. The reflection you painted told me I was only pretty when my clothes were removed. How I was only worthy of sensual touches then thrown away when you were done. Now that I have removed myself from that mirror on the wall, I see that I am worthy of love so grand, that everything that ever broke me will become nothing but dust swept up on my wooden floors.