Mirrors

Sun, 05/26/2013 - 17:48 -- HSH8er

Mirrors are everywhere. Everywhere a different face looks out at me. Which one is mine? I have become so absorbed into trying to be the person everyone wants, I lost faith in myself. I lost myself. Instead of defining THAT PERSON, I am going to define IT.

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