Look in the mirror and see
It's not broken but
The broken one here is me
Even my reflection looks shattered

A broken girl stares back
I am crying on the inside
And no one see me crack
No one sees the damage done

I maintain my composure
Enough to face my peers
There's a lot of pressure
To keep it together

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