Faded Reflection

I look into the mirror every chance I get.
You'd think,"She's vain." but I'm far from it.

When I see my reflection, I scare myself away.
I don't see myself as pretty, no matter what people say.

The truth is, I hate who I've become.
Someone so cold, I'm left with no one.

I look in the mirror and see a lost girl.
No passion for life, my mind in a whirl.

I can't see what I'm headed for.
All I know is that I've hit the floor.

I ask my reflection,"This is it, are you ready?"
Then closing my eyes, I picture myself dive off a jetty.

Quick and painless was that fall.
But the blood is all splattered on my bathroom wall.