Dear Mirror

Dear Mirror,

I'm sorry

You've seen

It all.

It all 

Began

When I bought you.

When I bought you,

I didn't realize

How much

I need you.

I need you

To tell me 

What you see.

What you see

Is a girl,

Introverted and

Scared.

Scared

To face

The truth.

The truth

Is that she 

Cries herself to sleep

Every night.

Every night

You see

It all.

This poem is about: 
Me

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