Looking in the mirror...
I look in the mirror and see nothing
What I mean by nothing I mean everything, but happiness
I see the scars on my wrists, hips, and thighs
I see my full rib cage and the numbers dropping down on the scale
Looking in the mirror I also see the pathetic girl
The girl who’s a screw up; tries to please everyone yet she's not happy
Only around certain people she's happy just for a split second
She wanted help but her pride got the best of her
She gets flashbacks of getting beaten
Head to toe, bruises and bumps all over her
Till this day she can barely breathe; She feels like She’s suffocating
Like there's so much weight on her chest she can't move
She hallucinates… hallucinates of the wrong doings
Waiting for the bus and She just wants to stand in the street
Knowing she’s going to get hit, wanting it to happen
She wouldn't even move if a car was coming
Another aiming a gun at her temple crying on her knees
Everyone watching her and trying to stop her
Another way of disappointing her family
She’s doing it for her own good
no more pain, no more flashbacks, no more hallucinating
She wants it to stop and it's the only way
Looking in the mirror I see a girl who’s already dead