When I
When I look at myself in the mirror,
I see a scared little girl;
Playing in her mom's makeup.
My green eyes stare back at me.
When I cut, I see a victim.
I am a slave to the blade;
Ruining my skin at every turn.
The red scars ruining my career in the acting business.
When I cry, I see myself.
A tall girl with brown hair and green eyes,
Staring back at her reflection, and showing emotion
This poem is about:
Me