I hate you. You make me realize how I really am. You make me realize that i can never be what i want. You are the reason i hate my self. Because just one day i want to look at you and see something different. i want to see a pretty Lenee.one that isn't ugly. i want a smile i would love to see. I want to look in a way that i wouldn't be ashamed to look like.
Dear Mirror Image.
You are the reason i cry. and I'd love to believe that you only see what you want to actually think you see in the mirror....but it's not true...you see what's actually there. and i hate what's there. but i can never change it. then when i do think good your there to drag me down yet again.
You make me realize why i can't have what i feel i need. you make me want to see nothing but darkness. with X's in my eyes. you make me wish i was dead. your the reason i don't eat until late. your the reason i don't eat breakfast or lunch and hardly touch dinner. your the reason i hate looking and seeing everyone so happy for what they have.
