The Other Person

She doesn't care,
She stares at me taunting me,
Telling me things I already know,
Then I got angry,
I didn't mean to smash her,
She got me so angry,
Then there was blood on me,
It shattered into my skin,
It hit a vein,
It's all her fault,
But then again,
Who could blame her for saying those things,
They were the truth,
I really didn't mean to shatter the mirror,
Now I must die for it.

-Jeez that really sucks but I'm going to put it in anyway