there was a girl
who hated mirrors.
so she broke them.
when the shards
of glass fell to
the floor,
she would pick them up
and begin to make herself
prettier with them.
she cried out in pain
and asked the mirror,
"am i pretty now?"
YOU ARE READING
sad quotes
Poetry» self explanatory « - i am not promoting self harm in any way, shape or form - only a few of these quotes are my own
